Finding My Voice (and Painted Nails)

Some days are small victories. And those are worth celebrating too.

 If you ask me why I’m writing this blog — honestly, maybe it’s not for anyone but me.

My website isn’t famous. There’s no spotlight. No expectations.
I can speak my heart out without worrying who’s watching — and that's exactly the point.

Every blog post is a tiny act of rebellion.
A step closer to finding my voice.

Also, I got my nails done yesterday. Shellac, not regular polish — because I wash my hands a thousand times a day, and regular polish dies in two.

Today, because of something as small as painted nails, I love myself 1% more.

And maybe that’s enough for today.