I always struggled to set boundaries. To tell my truth. To be vulnerable.
I was the girl who kept on smiling, kept things for herself, the girl who took care of everyone else; the reliable one.
Then I decided to start writing. At first it was only for myself. To understand myself, to help me grow and heal. Then I decided to share my writing. To push my limits into become more vulnerable with the world, to be more authentic, but also to help.
Because I realized that I wasn’t alone and that my writing could help so many people simply by making them feel seen, understood and held.
Why do I write?
For me. For you. To create a safe place where everything can be said, no sugar-coating, raw and uncensored.

