The Poetic Journal
Welcome to our blog — a space where we connect, reflect, and open the conversation.
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The day I started watering my neighbors garden.
In a high-pressure fashion program, I threw a classmate under the bus to feel bigger. Years later, she helped me land my dream job. This is a story about ego,...
The day I started watering my neighbors garden.
In a high-pressure fashion program, I threw a classmate under the bus to feel bigger. Years later, she helped me land my dream job. This is a story about ego,...
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I Moved Countries — But My Baggage Came Too.
A new country, new people, a clean slate. But when perfectionism, loneliness, and control issues collided, I didn’t find freedom—I found obsession. This is the story of how one simple...
I Moved Countries — But My Baggage Came Too.
A new country, new people, a clean slate. But when perfectionism, loneliness, and control issues collided, I didn’t find freedom—I found obsession. This is the story of how one simple...
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The Art of Not Losing It (Thanks, Crochet!)
Burnout, perfectionism, and Milan-level pressure? Been there. What started as a way to quiet my racing mind became a full-blown obsession — and a lifeline. Crochet isn’t just a...
The Art of Not Losing It (Thanks, Crochet!)
Burnout, perfectionism, and Milan-level pressure? Been there. What started as a way to quiet my racing mind became a full-blown obsession — and a lifeline. Crochet isn’t just a...