I remember sitting at a family dinner once, the kind where everyone’s talking over one another—laughter, stories, and little jabs …

Somewhere along the way, we got this idea that becoming more confident or grounded had to be this massive, life-altering …

There’s a quiet kind of growth that doesn’t always get celebrated. It doesn’t show up in Instagram posts or shiny …

I used to think I was being kind when I said sorry all the time. Sorry if I spoke too …