A Daughter's Pain

You watched me struggle

You heard all my cries

And my screams

I was drowned in pain

Fell into a well so deep and dark

and did not know how to get out

I called you

I called for you

I did not ask for help

I begged

I reached a point when I told you

"I give up"

and dying felt like an option

And you said to me,

"Don't forget to pray"

Because you think

only God can save me

when all I wanted

was for you to save me

I tell you everything

every time

I was always reaching out for you

thinking you were my guiding light

But now I realize

You were never a lamp

I was my own lamp

Shining my own empty rooms

Guiding my own ways

"She's so bright",

you talk about others

I am here, shining too

but invisible to you

I begged

I cried

I screamed

And you just looked at me

"I don't know what to say"

but I do

I just wanted you to say

"I love you. I am proud of you. I am here"

Errrr Hello?

Hello, hello. Hello? I haven't written anything in 2026 here? It makes senses though. I have been barely writing anything lately, I have even been struggling to write a long decent caption on Instagram. I am simply out of words. Speechless but like literally. The disappointment I have towards the many wrong things happening around the world has consumed my mental state and taken my tongue out that I.. I.. just don't know what to say anymore. I caved in into my own little art world; creating, sewing, just trying to calm myself down, but deep down, I am broken. I wonder, what can I do. What can I do. What CAN I do? Even the biggest world organizations seem to have no function at all, almost like a joke, because hey, the world is dictated by one person and one country? Insane. Insanity. 

What I can do, perhaps, is to keep creating art with a strong message of optimism and hope, to keep being kind to others, to live mindfully and to raise great children. The world is not okay. We keep fighting. Phewh. 

2025 Reflections

• Doing something new, or big, is scary. But if you never try, you won’t level up. You need to take risks and see how things go. Improvise, pivot, grow.

• Don’t wait for opportunities, create them for yourself. Sell your ideas to others. Be the one pitching ideas, even if you might get rejected. Don’t be shy. Don’t feel embarrassed if someone thinks your idea is silly. It’s silly until someone eventually gets it. Keep fishing until you find the right fish.

• The world is controlled by people in power who are so, so, so greedy. It’s insane to think about how powerless we actually are.

• I think that’s why mothers are so important. The role of mothers; birthing the next generation, protecting, nurturing, and guiding the future, is where hope is. My hope is for mothers to love so deeply that our children become compassionate people who make this world a much better place.

• Actions are louder than words, but words heal more deeply than actions. Be soft in your actions; be even softer in your words.

• Art heals. My sewing is a place of calm where my mind gets to rest. Find peace in art and through art.

• Love is beautiful, so be generous with it.

• Invest in understanding yourself why you are the way you are. Go to therapy. Read self-discovery books. It’s very important to connect with yourself so you don’t get lost in this world. Have a good moral compass, and let that compass be kindness and your true self.

• Self-love is important, but it’s not always about choosing ourselves over others. Self-love is about being reasonable and sensible about our own needs while considering other people too. What is the most sensible thing to do in this moment, considering both your feelings and the other person’s? Think carefully.

• Life is all about compromise. You can’t have it all. You can’t have it your way all the time. Less “me,” less “you,” more “I need this now, and perhaps you can have that later,” or the other way around. Share wins and losses. Maybe today I’ll “lose” so you can win. It’s okay.

• Traveling is so important because no one is richer than a cultured person.

• Have lots of empathy, because putting yourself in other people’s shoes will help you see life differently and realize that we are all just human beings trying to survive. This understanding will make you less angry about things.

• If something no longer serves you, you are allowed to leave ~ or stay, but become a wallflower. Don’t waste your time, love, and energy on things that don’t love you back.

Sewing My Broken Heart

Sewing started out as something simple I enjoyed, but over time it became the place where my mind finally slows down. It’s where the noise, the pressure, the overthinking all get quiet for a moment. I began to notice that every seam is a moment where I find myself again. People see clothes, but I see healing. I see a space where my hands stay busy so my heart can rest. Sewing is how I recenter and work through the things I don’t always say out loud. It’s more than a creative outlet. It’s how I take care of my mind. I hope everyone can find something like this too; an activity that becomes a form of therapy, a place where your mind can finally breathe.

Love

When love

is unfiltered

it is truly the most beautiful thing

Some say

love a lot

but not too much

because too much of something

is never good

but love is not greedy

love does not own

love is not lust

love is not control

love is a connection

between hearts

that listen

that see

that validates

so love a lot

because love is best

when in abundance

It's All Good

I know a place


where everyone is nice


and everything feels fine.


The place,


it's in my head,


in yours.


We all imagine it


and wake up to our daydreams,


that life isn't that nice,


and not everything is fine.


But the sun feels just as warm,


the moon is always beautiful,


the trees continue to grow tall,


the music continues to play,


and we remind ourselves once again


it's all good.

Empathy

Is it chaos?

Or is it just life?

Is it only happening to me?

Or is it a part of everyone else's?

I know

We are all fighting

for that feeling

for that longing

for that desire to be rid of it

And we try 

and try

One day at a time

I know

We are in this together

Connected through the air

and the sky

and the stars

and the moon

I am thinking of you

I hope you think of me too

Freeze

If I can freeze time 

it would be those moments 

when you smiled so innocently 

and laughed uncontrollably 

I love you 

I love us

Love

In moments of chaos

recenter your mind 

and focus on love 

Love yourself 

Love your morning 

Love your cup of tea 

Love the song you're listening to 

Love that chat you had the other day 

Something is always worth loving 

and the chaos becomes less loud

Fash-ong

"Oh, I'm not into fashion"

I often find fashion being so often written off as 'shallow'. For some, fashion is too focused on appearances, too concerned with the surface. But if that’s the standard for critique, shouldn’t we question nearly all forms of art? Architecture is celebrated for its grandeur. Film is admired for its visual storytelling. Both are deeply tied to aesthetics and excess, yet they’re rarely dismissed as frivolous.

I believe, the difference often comes down to gender. Fashion has long been coded as feminine, and with that comes a long history of being undervalued, and therefore is perceived as less serious, less intellectual, less valid. Meanwhile, more “masculine” arts like architecture or industrial design are granted legitimacy and seriousness, even when they actually also revolve around spectacle, style, and surface.

But fashion, too, is art, when meaning is put into it. Like any creative medium, it has the power to tell stories, challenge norms, and express something deeper than just 'looking good.' A garment can carry history, politics, resistance, joy. It can be deeply personal or widely symbolic.

To reduce fashion to vanity is to overlook the intent, the craft, and the cultural dialogue happening through clothing every day. Yes, it exists on the surface, but its meaning goes far beneath. Fashion deserves to be seen for what it truly is: a powerful, expressive art form that reflects who we are and how we move through the world, through our bodies and what we choose to layer them with. It’s not just about what we wear. It is about what we say when we wear it. And that’s what makes it powerful.