Tonight I’m sitting with one thought more than anything else: I need tomorrow to be different . My hope is that tomorrow is the day things finally begin to take form and take shape. Lately, it feels like I’ve been letting everything except the important things take control of my time, my attention, and my peace of mind. I keep moving, I keep doing things, I keep sending emails and making plans and thinking ahead, but when I stop and really look at it, I have to ask myself a h

Let me take a step back for a second and really process what happened, because I think that’s the only way I can move forward properly. Late February was the turning point. That’s where things started to shift in a way that I didn’t fully understand at the time. I made a decision to reach out to someone that, deep down, I probably shouldn’t have reached out to. Not because they’re a bad person, but because of what that connection represented for me mentally. It wasn’t stable.

After the past couple of weeks, I feel like I’ve been given something I didn’t expect—a new lease on life. Not in some dramatic, cinematic way, but in a quieter, more reflective way. The last two weeks were chaotic, exhausting, and honestly overwhelming. I went through midterms, back-to-back stress, and moments where I wasn’t functioning at my best. But now that I’m stepping back and looking at everything that happened, I feel like I’m being given another chance to make thing

It’s crazy that it’s almost March. Midterms are either here or around the corner. The semester is moving whether I’m ready or not. Time doesn’t slow down just because I’m overwhelmed. It doesn’t pause because I feel unproductive. It doesn’t care if I spent Monday watching YouTube instead of pushing my research forward. And that’s the reality I have to sit with. I just ate a whole sandwich, and now I can’t sleep. Too much food, too late at night. It’s small, but it represents

I don’t know. I’m just getting sadder and more depressed, and I can feel it happening in real time. Part of it is because I push people away—but in my mind, I do it for a good reason. I tell myself they were going to push me away first anyway. I’ve been rejected enough times to believe that before anything even starts, it’s already over. There was this one person I felt close to. We had a shared trauma bond, both struggling with our mental health in different ways. I thought

We’re officially in a new year— 2026 —and I won’t lie, it feels different. It feels heavy, but it also feels purposeful. After everything I went through last year, I made a vow to myself that this year would be the best year of my life , not because things will magically be easier, but because I’m finally willing to do the work without excuses. Last year taught me something humbling: I’m not special.  And I don’t mean that in a depressing way—I mean it in a grounding way. Non

Today, I want to talk about something that’s been sitting heavy on my chest — the end of the year, the weight of reflection, and the release of my EP Tell Me The Feeling , which I dropped on Christmas. Right now, it’s December 30th. The year is almost over, and whether I’m ready or not, I’m standing at the edge of something new. This year has been… hard. There’s no other way to put it. It’s been the hardest year I’ve had in a long time — mentally, emotionally, spiritually. I’

THE CALM BEFORE THE CHAOS Everything has calmed down a little bit… but somehow everything is still incredibly hectic. I’m sitting here disappointed in myself, disappointed in the choices I’ve made, and disappointed at how close we are to the end of the year — because the end of the year always brings reflection. And this year? This year has been brutal. This year has been an impact year. Not a slow, gentle, learning experience — but a slap-in-the-face, sink-or-swim, everythin

The Season of Overexposure Let’s just start here: I’m no longer afraid of being overexposed. Earlier this year, I used to panic at the idea of someone seeing my screen, reading my unfinished lyrics, scrolling through my folders filled with personal ideas and fragments of myself. But now? I’ve accepted that exposure is inevitable—especially if you want to do something real in this world. Especially if you want to make art, interact with people, or live a life that means someth

I didn’t even take the FE exam like I was supposed to. And yeah… I was late to another meeting. Again. But that’s better than where I was...

I hope you all had a fantastic weekend! As we kick off the year, I wanted to start something new—a blog about my life, my projects, and...