This morning I was driving to work. A typical day, a typical route, a typical stop. People stood nearby, some with coffee, some on their phones, some with empty gazes somewhere into the morning. Nothing foreshadowed the heavy aftertaste this day would leave on me.

There are things you can't talk about in daylight. Not because they're scary, but because no one believes them during the day.

Sometimes things happen in life that can't be explained by logic. You don't want to put them on shelves; you want to feel them.🌟

I am a woman who believes that life becomes truly beautiful when shared with the right person. After change, growth, and rediscovering myself, I am ready for a sincere and meaningful connection.

They asked me to do something I didn't want to do, and instead of making excuses or over-explaining or saying yes and then resenting them later, I just said no. Clearly. Simply. No. And I waited for them to be upset or disappointed or to judge me. But they didn't. They just nodded and said okay. 😔

Nothing fancy. Nothing that would impress anyone outside our home.

There's something almost funny about it. I asked God to help me be more patient, and two minutes later someone did something annoying and I felt my irritation rising just as fast as always.

Every callus on these hands tells a story.

I spent months thinking about what they thought of me.

This question keeps me up at night. In my faith, we're taught that God is good. God is just.

Autumn is my favorite time in the village because it's honest.

I have this habit where I over-explain myself. If someone seems upset with me, I'll try to explain why I did what I did. If someone misunderstands me, I'll try to clarify.

This morning I was making bread, and I wasn't thinking about anything.

I get hurt easily. I care too much about things that probably don't matter. I feel other people's pain like it's my own. And everyone keeps telling me that I need to toughen up, to not take things so personally, to develop thicker skin. Like sensitivity is a weakness I should be trying to fix. 😕

I'm going to tell you something very important and special in my life, I'm going to share a little bit about myself

For so long I said yes to everything. Yes to plans I didn't want to make.

I've been taught that a good woman puts everyone else first. Her family, her husband, her children—they come before her own needs. And I believe in that. I do. But I'm starting to understand that you can't pour from an empty cup. You just can't. 🌹

This is something I haven't talked about much, but it's been weighing on me.

When I work in the garden with my mother, I don't think about what's trending or what people are talking about on their phones. I think about the soil, about the seasons, about what will grow and what won't. There's something honest about working with your hands. 🌱

I have this thing where I get really excited about something, and I can picture it so clearly in my head—like it's already happening. A perfect moment, a perfect life, a perfect version of me. And I feel happy just thinking about it. But then I go to sleep, and the next day everything feels different. Reality is messier. I'm messier. And I start wondering if I was just running away. 😕