People often ask me, “Why do you post the things you do?”
Some ask with genuine curiosity. Others with mild suspicion, like I’ve just casually dropped a truth bomb that landed a little too close to home.

So let me explain.

Throughout the day, I get dozens of messages — questions, comments, stories, cries for help, and the occasional “Are you talking about me?” (Spoiler: If the shoe fits, lace it up, sweetheart.)

Sometimes, these messages break my heart.
Sometimes, they make me laugh.
And sometimes… they light a fire under me that says: “This needs to be said.”

Now, not everything can be shared. Confidentiality matters. Trust is sacred.
But what I can do is take the essence of those messages — the questions that echo across different stories — and answer them publicly. Because if one person is struggling with something, chances are… hundreds more are too. And if I can offer clarity, compassion, or just a bit of validation to someone scrolling by, then I’ll keep posting.

How do I choose the subject?
Simple.
If it hits me in the gut, I write it.
If it’s made me cry, scream, or shout “EXACTLY!” out loud in my dressing gown with my coffee halfway to my mouth, it goes in the notes app.
If I think, “Oh, this might ruffle feathers…” I give it a headline.

I don’t post to please.
I post to heal.
To educate.
To call it like it is.
And sometimes, just to say, “Me too. I’ve been there. You’re not mad, and you’re definitely not alone.”

Yes, some of the posts are personal. But that’s the point. I’m not posting from an ivory tower. I’m posting from the trenches — with lived experience, therapy training, a sense of humour that’s survived emotional warfare, and a deep respect for the healing journey.

So next time you see a post that sounds a little too relatable, just know:
It might not be about you… but it might be exactly what you needed to hear.