Sometimes the quietest moments teach us the most about ourselves.

Traveling taught me something simple and precious: you notice beauty only when you stop rushing.

New York has a strange magic — it makes you feel tiny and limitless at the same time.

I thought a lot about plans, interesting ideas... but I remembered that my heart is still emptying but why?

I’m really passionate about psychology because I love understanding how people think and feel. It helps me see the world from different perspectives and connect with others on a deeper level. Besides that, I enjoy dancing—it’s my way to express emotions and stay active. Whether it’s ballet, salsa, or just freestyle, dance brings me joy and energy. I’m also a big fan of cooking.

Winter is today, but outside the window autumn is still clinging to the last leaves, and the sky seems to be thinking: "Should we give people snow or wait a little longer?" And you know, I like this intermediate state when winter is already here, but not quite yet.

The beginning of winter isn't just a change of season. It's a moment when you crave warmth, hugs, heartfelt conversations, and faith in miracles. New Year's holidays awaken dreams, feelings, and the desire to begin life brighter, bolder, and happier. 💫💋

It's a pain without bruises, without fever, that no one can see. It hides behind a smile, behind the phrase “I'm fine,” behind the things we do to escape our thoughts.

If there were an encyclopedia called “The Male Heart: Instructions for Use” 📘, it would sell out faster than tickets to a concert by your favorite band. But men come without instructions. Experience, however, is our best teacher.

Over the years, I have come to understand one simple truth: the best gift is not the one that is shiny, expensive, or fashionable. The best gift is the one that resonates in the soul. And not only in the soul of the recipient, but also in the soul of the giver.

Sometimes I feel like I have a built-in “emotion radar.” I walk into a room and immediately know who is angry, who is sad, and who just wants to eat. Is it convenient? Yes. Is it exhausting? Yes, that too.

Not because the problems aren't real. They're real. But because I realized I was spending more energy worrying than actually fixing anything. And that's just inefficiency, and I hate inefficiency.

She said, "Being a wife and mother doesn't mean losing yourself. It means finding yourself through loving others."

I wanted to be so sure about everything—sure about God, sure about my path, sure about what was right and wrong. Black and white. Simple 😔

When I moved to the city, I thought I'd lose who I was.

Like there was some invisible clock ticking and if I didn't have all the answers by twenty-five, I'd mess up my whole life 😅 But lately I've been thinking about something different.

I realized that I've spent so long being strong about the disappearances—accepting them, not making excuses, staying clear-eyed—that I haven't thought much about what happens after.

I was having a conversation with an older woman I know, and she told me about how she stopped accepting things in her marriage that didn't feel right. Not dramatically. She just started saying what she needed. And you know what? Her husband listened. He actually changed some things.

Today, many people feel like they're without a car. Freedom, comfort, and status - all of that is nice. But along with it comes the other side: expenses, repairs, insurance, taxes, fines, and parking.

2025 is coming to an end, and with it, Christmas is back - a warm holiday that many look forward to all year. Even if you don't consider yourself particularly religious, the Christmas atmosphere still captivates you: the lights, the music, the smell of tangerines, the anticipation of a miracle and a new beginning.