I am not a saint myself, sometimes I want to seem more interesting than I am. But it’s strange: the most expensive things, the most polished photos — they mean nothing if there is emptiness inside. And vice versa, simple sincerity, a real smile and the ability to be yourself — it’s like a superpower. :))

The sky was just so bright and the wind was playing with my hair. I caught this feeling - as if life winked at me again and said: "Hey, everything is just beginning." And just recently I considered myself somehow lost.

It's like you're just waiting for someone to appear next to you and everything will suddenly change. But with each passing day, you begin to understand that being alone is not just a pause between stories, it's an opportunity to see yourself for real.

🌿 Not because there is no one around, but because there is finally room for silence and honesty inside.

Sometimes cheating feels like a lightning strike out of the blue ⚡️ But the truth is, that lightning had been quietly building for a long time. The couple is still together — eating breakfast, talking about chores, raising kids… but there’s a sheet of glass between them. Transparent, cold, and impenetrable 🧊

Feeling tired, apathetic, stuck in gray everyday life? Want to feel happier but don’t know where to start? 💫 What happiness really means from a brain science perspective and how you can literally enhance its flavor—on a biochemical level. It’s simple and totally in your hands! 🧠✨

👉 Why do we sometimes “explode” with rage? And how can we avoid destroying our relationships, ourselves, and our favorite mug in the process?

🔍 Why don’t changes last? How can we break the cycle — and what actually works better than willpower?

Why do we feel exhausted even when we do nothing? How do cognitive traps keep us from being happy — and what can we do about it? 🌟

Why it is important to rest even when it seems that you can’t stop

These aren't just words — they're the voice of my heart. I'm tired of being strong and coping alone. I want love, I want warmth... I don't want to be a heroine, but a woman, next to my beloved man. This blog is about feelings that can't be hidden, and about the hope that I still cherish 🌹

Why silence is sometimes the best form of self-care

How to slow down and start getting a high from the simple

how I feel it in my heart

Romance, taste and atmosphere

Advice from the first person

We often think that traditions are something that has been created long before us. Something that is worth preserving. And so it is true. But another truth is that we also have the right to create our own traditions. Maybe your family didn’t bake Easter cakes, dance round dances or embroider shirts. But you can start with something else: Sunday breakfasts when the phone is not on the table. Tea on the balcony, even if it is raining. The song that you play every year on the day of acquaintance.

Sometimes it seems to me that I live in a circle. Morning, work, shopping, dinner, a little self-care - and then sleep again. The weekend flies by, and everything starts all over again. I'm not complaining, I'm just sharing. This is a common female fatigue, when you feel like a squeezed lemon both physically and mentally, but you keep going.

They say that women's intuition is the sixth sense. I have seen this more than once. There are moments when the mind says one thing, but the heart feels something completely different. And more often than not, it is the heart that is right.

True closeness is action. Daily choices. About people who stay, even when it's easier to leave. Not losing each other is not about grand gestures. It's about little things that we often don't notice. It's about not being silent when something hurts. It's about a message in the middle of the day, how are you? About not giving up at the moment when everything inside says enough.