There are years of my life that feel sealed in amber. Muted, heavy, dreamlike. The stretch between 2013 and 2015 lives there. I was in Glendale, California then, in a two-bedroom apartment that I barely moved through. Most days I’d wake up and the first thing I’d see
At twenty-nine, I moved to Los Angeles with a chip on my shoulder and an offer letter that felt too good to be real. What followed was six years of projection, collapse, depression, and slow rebuilding—a stretch of life where therapy, failure, and letting go of old scripts about
Seventeen years is a long time to spend in the comment box. Long enough to watch entire platforms rise and collapse, long enough to see your obsessions cycle through new costumes, long enough to leave behind a trail of 5,316 comments, 139 posts, and 320 private messages across 421
How a persistent whisper of "you don't belong here" became my greatest teacher in the tech industry I was sitting in Building 34, squeezed into a conference room with product managers, engineers, and marketing directors, listening to a heated debate about our go-to-market strategy for a
Someone told me recently that I was easy to talk to. Not in a forced, complimentary way. Just a passing observation, like, “You’re not trying to impress anyone. You’re just… chill. Comfortable to be around.” And I appreciated it, of course. But I also couldn’t help but
Nobody really talks about how lonely healing can be. We hear about breakthroughs. About learning to love yourself. About setting boundaries, choosing growth, becoming the “highest version” of who you are. But the part we don’t say out loud is how much space that growth can create between you
A few years ago, I was in a meeting with a VP who had that classic executive presence. You know the type—sharp speaker, always confident, never says “I don’t know.” Within minutes, they’d taken over the conversation. Interrupted someone mid-sentence. Talked past a real tension in the
Navigating growth when the path isn’t straight.
