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We Need to Protect Mackenzie Foy
I know how this title sounds. Protect her from what, exactly?That was my first instinct too—until I thought about it longer. If you grew up online in the 2010s, you remember Mackenzie Foy. She was always the little girl in something: the child in Twilight, Interstellar, The Little Prince, The Nutcracker. She was everywhere, quietly building a filmography before most actors her age even finished middle school. Naturally, many of us assumed a familiar trajectory. High school would end, adulthood would begin, and the next phase of her career would arrive—Netflix films, prestige dramas, maybe a slow-burn indie era. I’ll admit it: I expected it too. I expected more footage,…
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I’m Choosing Not to Have an Opinion — And That’s Allowed
This is probably going to be a controversial thing to say, especially right now. Especially given something that happened mere days ago. I’m not going to name names. I’m not going to give details. If you’re reading this around the time it’s being published and you follow Western news at all, you already know what I’m referring to. A woman was murdered. That’s all I’m going to say. What I will say is that this moment feels eerily familiar. It reminds me of six years ago—of the George Floyd case, and of how the entire world seemed to explode overnight. Everyone had an opinion. Everyone was expected to react. Everyone…
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Why I Didn’t Share “Yearly Highlights” This Year
Every January, the internet turns into one long highlight reel. People post their little recap videos. The “best moments.” The glow-ups. The milestones. The perfectly edited proof that they had a meaningful year. And this time around, I watched two of my favorite celebrities do it, too. Just quick clips—year highlights, life updates, that kind of thing. One got a tattoo. One got a surgery (not plastic surgery, by the way—just… life happening). And while I was watching, I felt this sinking, embarrassing heaviness in my chest. Because it hit me: I can’t do that. Not honestly, anyway. And I don’t want to lie to you. I don’t want to…
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I Spent New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Alone — And I Chose That On Purpose
This year, I spent New Year’s Eve and New Year’s completely by myself. And not in a sad, “nobody invited me” way. In a deliberate, I chose this for myself way. Because 2025 was rough. Like… rough in a way I don’t even feel like fully explaining. Good things happened too, sure — but overall? It was one of those years that leaves you feeling wrung out. As early as October, I already knew: I don’t want noise. I don’t want pressure. I don’t want midnight expectations. I want peace. My parents were going away for the holidays, and I decided I wasn’t going with them. First of all, I’m…
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I Turned My 2025 Blog Posts Into a Book (So They Won’t Disappear)
I love the internet, but I don’t trust it. Websites vanish. Platforms change. Links break. Posts get deleted, flagged, lost in a redesign, or buried under years of newer content. And even if nothing “bad” happens, blogs can still quietly die—because life gets busy, because motivation shifts, because hosting expires, because the internet moves on. That’s why I compiled my 2025 blog posts into a book. Not because I suddenly wanted to be a “real author,” and not because I’m chasing a bestseller moment. The goal is simpler (and honestly more meaningful to me): preservation. The internet isn’t permanent, but paper is A blog is an archive… until it isn’t.…
