About how a year ago I decided to go down the "Kamikaze" slide and ended up without my swimsuit top

Yesterday I decided to save the planet and give up meat, but my stomach went on strike by lunchtime.

Five days ago, I found a gift from my ex-boyfriend on the top shelf and realized why we broke up (spoiler: it wasn't because of our personalities)

About how this morning I decided to do yoga on the grass and why my "downward-facing dog" looked more like a "depressed beetle"

About my attempt today to squeeze into size S jeans and why fitting room mirrors are the work of the devil!!!

Why I said no to something. Why I walked away from a situation. Why I needed time, space, quiet, or something different from what was expected of me. I explained. At length. Hoping that if I just found the right words, the right people would finally understand.

🕯️ There is a kind of silence that people misunderstand. They walk into a calm house — no shouting, no television screaming from every corner, no constant noise filling the air — and they think something is missing. Like peace is somehow a sign of emptiness.

I discovered this recently and it genuinely confused me for a while 😅

It happens like this: you meet a person who fits perfectly into your list of requirements. Smart, reliable, with a great sense of humor, shares your values ​​and is even liked by your friends. Logic insistently repeats: “This is an ideal option, don’t even think about missing out.” But inside there is silence.

Meeting a person with a “broken heart,” a difficult fate, or a whole baggage of unresolved problems is not an uncommon situation. At such moments, a noble impulse often awakens inside: to warm, save, set on the true path and show that the world is not so bad. It seems to us that this is true love. But in fact, behind the desire to “fix” the other, there is often a psychological trap that destroys both.

Sooner or later on a date, the topic of “exes” and past experiences comes up. This is inevitable: we are all made up of the stories that happened to us. The problem is that this topic is like a minefield. One wrong step, and the evening turns from light flirting into either an interrogation or a group therapy session, where one person dumps his injuries, and the other feverishly looks for a way out.

We live in a world where standard phrases like “you look great” or “you’re very smart” have become devalued. In 2026, when sincerity is becoming a scarce commodity, a trivial compliment often reads as white noise or, worse, as an attempt at manipulation.

Sometimes there comes a moment when you realize: I'm tired. Not of life. But of the rhythm of this life. Of the endless tasks, conversations, news, expectations. Of the fact that every day is similar to the last. And suddenly a simple thought pops into my head: I want silence. I want to do something slowly. With my hands. Without rushing

This blog is about the courage to change your life, let go of the past, and step into the unknown. It's about the fears everyone has, and the strength that emerges within when you decide to move forward. If you're on the cusp of change or just thinking about it, perhaps these words will be the push you need ✈️

Every year on March 17, many countries around the world celebrate St. Patrick's Day....

I sometimes catch myself in a strange habit. Do you know what it is? When I talk to a man, I look not only into his eyes. I look at his hands.

Every city has its own atmosphere and it becomes completely different when there is someone special nearby.

Today I want to share with you my little philosophy of happiness. Yes, even if it's Monday, it's raining outside or the coffee is over, you can still smile!

Many people are familiar with this state: one day you are at the peak of bliss from a tender message, and the next you fall into the abyss of anxiety because your partner suddenly disappeared from the radar. This is the “emotional swing”. The strangest thing in this situation is that predictable and reliable people begin to seem insipid against the backdrop of such drive.

When a new person comes into our lives, we rarely keep it a secret. I would like to share my joy, show a photo, talk about my first date. And here we often come across the “expert opinion” of friends. Reactions can vary: from sincere admiration to skeptical “he’s not a match for you” or “she’s too complicated for you.” At this moment, a dilemma arises: to trust our feelings or listen to those who have known us for years?