Tag: identity


  • This is something I think about more than I probably should. There is not one version of you walking around in the world. There are dozens, maybe hundreds, scattered across conversations you don’t remember, moments you didn’t realize were pivotal, and people who walked away long before you ever felt finished becoming. The You That…

  • A Love Letter to My Lingering Linguistic Trauma There are breakups you walk away from with a box of old hoodies, a regret or two, maybe a Spotify playlist you pretend you don’t miss…and then there are the ones that leave you flinching at random words like you’re being hunted by a rogue Scrabble tile.…