“Excuse him, he has Tourette’s Syndrome.”I used to say that.Not because he had it. But because I needed something — anything — to explain the chaos, the rudeness, the outbursts. I needed a socially acceptable way to protect myself from the embarrassment he caused. When he snapped at waiters.When he made crude jokes at inappropriate times.When he… Read More “Excuse him, he has Tourette’s Syndrome.”
🎩 A Suit Doesn’t Fix a Sociopath 🎩“Putting a suit on an abuser just makes them a better-dressed abuser.” Let’s be honest: a well-tailored suit can do wonders — for appearances. It sharpens the lines, straightens the posture, adds a whiff of credibility. But underneath the crisp collar and silk tie, if you’re dealing with an… Read More 🎩 A Suit Doesn’t Fix a Sociopath 🎩
A woman isn’t meant to lead the dance of love — she responds, reflects, and returns what she’s shown. When a man shows up with real effort, she notices. When he creates a space where she feels emotionally safe, respected, and truly seen — that’s when her heart begins to open. She doesn’t need pressure,… Read More A Woman’s Love Responds, It Doesn’t Chase
All I know is…I’m done looking over my shoulder.The past taught me everything I needed to learn — and now, I’m moving forward. Not toward perfection.Not toward fairy tales.But toward a future filled with genuine love, soft places to land, and real joy — the kind that doesn’t come with conditions or control. This time, I get… Read More 🌟 I’m Not Going Back — I’m Moving Forward Into the Life I Deserve 💖
One minute he’s calling you “the best thing that ever happened to him,” and the next he’s ghosting like Casper with commitment issues. You move on, get your groove back, meet someone who doesn’t make you question your entire self-worth—and BOOM! Like clockwork, he’s back in your inbox with a “Hey stranger 😉.” Can someone… Read More 🎭 MEN: The Real-Life Plot Twist No One Prepared Us For 😅
Truth.Honesty.Self-respect.These are not just values I picked up one day — they were instilled in me from a very young age.By my mother. By my conscience. By the deep knowing in me that even when the world shakes, I don’t. I’ve never stolen. I’ve tried never to lie.And even when life hurled insults at me — when… Read More 🧠 They Noticed.(When You Were Silenced, Scrutinised, and Still Held On to Your Self-Respect)
Someone asked me this morning what my ex is doing now. And for the first time in what feels like forever, I could honestly, peacefully say:“I have no idea.”I don’t know where he’s living.I don’t know who his friends are.I don’t know what he’s doing.And best of all—I don’t care.As long as he’s not harassing… Read More 🌿 “I Don’t Know, and Honestly… I Don’t Care.”(A Love Letter to Moving On—with a Side of Neuroscience) 🧠✨
You know what’s new and beautifully unfamiliar? Making friends where I don’t have to pretend.Not pretending to be “okay.”Not laughing at things I don’t find funny.Not nodding while my soul quietly screams,“Please don’t make me shrink to fit in here again.” 😩 This time, I’m showing up as me.The real, honest, slightly weird, deeply feeling, healing,… Read More 🌱 Making New Friends as the Real Me — Not the “I’m Fine” Me 💬💖
There was a time when “going out” meant: And let’s not forget: But guess what? Those days are GONE, darling. 💃 Welcome to the Era of Soft Lighting and Zero Sulking Now, when you go out: You know what that’s called? Normal. Glorious, giggly, spontaneous, unremarkable NORMAL. And we are here for it. 🎉 🚫… Read More 🥂 To Parties Without Drama and Dates Without Dread: A Toast to the Return of Normal!
You know what’s exhausting?Mental gymnastics.Emotional Sudoku.Trying to decode someone’s one-word texts like they’re hieroglyphics carved into stone by a moody teenager. The cold-then-hot. The vague responses. The “what do you think I meant by that?”The waiting, the wondering, the walking on eggshells. Well…Not. Anymore. 🙅♀️ I’m done. Finished. Wrapped it up in a bow and sent… Read More 🎉 No More Games, No More Guessing — Just Peace, Please 🌿
