He wasn’t angry at me. He was angry at the version of me he invented at a red light. A reflection on projection, perception, and staying grounded in who you really are.
A Love Letter to this Website… Written on a day when I was feeling low and didn’t want to go on creating it… Because, maybe you are feeling hopeless, too?
A Note of Care
This site was created with love and reflection — not as therapy, but as a soft place to land.
It’s not here to replace professional help. It’s here to remind you that you matter — and to offer a pause, a question, a bit of breath in the in-between.
If you’re ever in crisis or need someone to talk to, I’ve placed this page at the bottom of every page with care, so you can find help easily if you need it. ♥
You don’t have to carry it all alone.