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  • The Man, The Myth, The Walking Grocery Store “Happy Father’s Day, PAPA

    There was one fine day I remember it clearly when Dad came home from work carrying a box of Krispy Kreme doughnuts. I took a bite, and in that moment of sugary joy, I said to him, “Wow, I love these!”From that day on, every Friday, without fail, he turned up with a fresh box. At first, Read more

  • Why Is Making Friends as an Adult Basically an Olympic Sport?

    Is it just me, or is making friends as an adult absurdly more difficult than it was back in high school or collage? Seriously, what happened? One minute you’re in sixth form surrounded by people you have to interact with, and the next, you’re grown up, working or studying abroad, and suddenly you need to schedule a Read more

  • A Memory That Still Warms My Heart

    The most comforting memory I have of Zeek is from when I was around 16, fresh out of school and thinking about my next steps. Zeek, my younger brother, was 10 at the time because, well, that’s how maths works. One day, I told my mum about my dream college—the same one my two best Read more

  • Emotional Independence: How to Stop Seeking External Validation

    Signs You May Be Emotionally Dependent I’ve struggled with emotional independence for a long time, but the real issue? I didn’t even realise it. Growing up, I thought it was completely normal to rely on my parents for everything—after all, they had more life experience, so they must know better, right? Why Do We Struggle with Emotional Independence? My mum Read more

  • Why ‘Never Settle’ Might Be Ruining Your Happiness

    Last night, I went out for dinner with my family at a small, local restaurant nearby. It’s a cozy little place, almost always empty, run by a 55-year-old man who single-handedly manages the shop and serves soba noodles. As I was finishing my meal, my dad struck up a conversation with the owner. What started Read more

  • The Diary That Saved My Sanity

    I started journaling when I was, I don’t know, around 10. I loved decorating my diary with stickers and doodles—it felt like my own little world on paper. Back then, I had no idea that journaling was secretly saving me from spiraling into chaos. Life was a mess for me at that age. I had Read more

  • One Day We Were Biking, The Next We Weren’t

    It feels like just yesterday my dad was dropping me off for open campus orientation, and I was a bundle of nerves, wondering how I would ever fit in with all these smart people. I remember thinking, How will I talk to them? Flash forward, and here we are—talking about me moving across the country Read more