Journey of Curiosity
A brutal mirror to your existence. This piece calls out the quiet lies you live by: fake peace, shallow healing, borrowed dreams, and a life outsourced to screens. It’s not here to comfort you. It’s here to shake you. To make you ask the one question you’ve been avoiding: Why are you living?
Sometimes the mind doesn’t need more focus, it needs less interference. This piece explores the quiet power of doing nothing, how letting thoughts wander, without control or judgment, can clear mental noise and create unexpected clarity. A reflection on slowness, inner balance, and the kind of presence that doesn’t need fixing, just space.
From my window, I watched a couple fall in love again and then fall apart, again. This is a reflection on addiction, on the quiet way it undoes people, and how we, as outsiders, try to make sense of something we’ll never fully understand. It’s not just about them. It’s also about me, and maybe, in some way, about all of us.
Five years changed everything—friendships, family, work, identity. This isn’t a polished list of life lessons, it’s just me trying to make sense of the quiet chaos. From feeling alone in crowded rooms to questioning what’s real within myself, this is a personal reflection on the parts of life that don’t always get spoken out loud. Not answers—just honest fragments I’m still piecing together.
High-functioning autism is a paradox—struggling with emotions, social cues, and sensory overload while being “smart enough” to mask it. Many never realize they need help, believing their struggles are personal failures. Years pass in silent exhaustion, misread and misunderstood. But the truth is, they were never broken—just navigating a world that never showed them who they truly are. Understanding that is the first step to truly existing.
I once cared for a garden that bloomed with vibrant life. Now it lies barren, a quiet reminder of loss. Yet every sunrise brings hope, whispering that even in emptiness, new beginnings can take root. I tend my garden daily, trusting in the gentle power of renewal, one simple day at a time.