Unpolished
A space for reflection, inquiry, and rough-edged insight.
Sometimes I post previews of what I’m writing on SoulNotes. Sometimes it’s just what’s alive in the moment.
She, the alien
There’s a version of me that still feels like an alien with a childhood stuffed bear, watching life from the edges and trying to make sense of the human noise. This piece traces the strange, quiet negotiations between aloneness, grief, and the parts of ourselves that never quite learned how to belong.
If I: What Burnout and CPTSD Felt Like from the Inside
A personal account of how burnout, sleeplessness, and complex trauma reshaped my everyday life, and how I began to understand what my body was trying to say.