
The Girl Who Dreamed Freely
This is a Little Girl who has had the wildest dreams ever since she was little. Looking back on those times when what I dreamed…
The Girl I Was Before Becoming A Woman

This is a Little Girl who has had the wildest dreams ever since she was little. Looking back on those times when what I dreamed…

The initial cracks did not emerge as suddenly as lightning. They arrived softly, minute adjustments transforming the world into one unknown. She was still the…

The process of determining my voice was similar to tuning an ancient radio, but it required some time for it to become clear and settle…

Becoming a woman did not come with a grand announcement or a defining turning point. It arrived gradually, occasionally silently—like waking one day and realizing…

I felt I had to tough it out for a long time if I wanted to live. That strength was silence, independence was loneliness, and…

In all the maturing I have done, in all the unlearning and growing, I have discovered something lovely: the girl I once was will always…