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My Year in Review: Kintsugi I didn’t plan for my year to split in half. No one wakes up thinking, this will be the year my chest is opened, my heart is stitched, and my entire identity is rearranged like backyard furniture after a storm.   But life has a strange way of forcing you to face truths you’ve been dodging, carrying, or numbing your way through. I’ve come to see this year through the lens of Kintsugi , the art of repairing what is broken with gold. It is the realisation that the cracks don't just mark where I was damaged; they define how I’ve been rebuilt. I’m more because of the imperfections. This year will forever be divided in my mind as before the surgery and after the surgery, with everything I am now shaped by the moment in the middle.  Time seemed to pause and ask me, “ Are you really living the way you want to? And if not… what are you going to do about it?” This is my year in review. Not the glossy “highlights reel.” Not a productivity flex or a list of achi...

Imposter Syndrome, Self-Destruction, and Me: My Perpetual Loop I’ve built this before. The websites. The socials. The blog. My little corner of the internet where I tell my story and share my music. And every time, it starts the same way, full of energy, drive, vision. Then, slowly, it unravels. And, it’s happening again. Since my surgery, I’ve gone quiet. I haven’t posted. I haven’t written. The loop is back. The same one I’ve been trapped in for years. I build momentum. I grow a small community. I start believing I can finally turn this passion into something meaningful. And then that voice creeps in. Who are you to do this? What could you possibly offer that hasn’t already been said better? You’re too old for this. No one wants to hear from you. It’s subtle. It doesn’t yell. It wants to protect me. And before I even realise it, I’ve stopped again. The Loop It starts with fatigue, the grind of work, family, and responsibility. Then comes comparison, watching creators I admir...