Boundaries and Becoming

It’s been three days since I posted here. Not like anyone cares anyway and it’s also not because I didn’t have anything to say but because I prolly had too much.

Let’s start with the chaos.

I recently made the difficult decision to cut my sister off. And no, it wasn’t impulsive. It was exhausting. Watching someone you love choose dysfunction over peace is draining. Watching her scream “for the sake of the kids” while staying in a situation that is clearly hurting her and everyone around her is even harder. At some point, you realize love doesn’t mean enabling, nor does it mean standing beside choices you don’t respect. I love my sister, but I love my sanity more. And sometimes protecting your peace means stepping back, even from family.

Now, let’s breathe. Because in the middle of all that emotional heaviness, I found something absolutely beautiful. I am a Pinterest girly and I go there whenever I feel I could use the quiet walls. Guess what I found? A new book. Obviously. lol

So, I grabbed a copy of the beauty, well a digital copy. It’s a novel by an author I had never read before, and wow. I am in love. It’s realistic, but dreamy. Soft, but sharp. She writes in a way that makes you pause after reading a sentence and you just sit there like “my goodness.”

It’s my first time reading her work, and I’ve already looked up her other books because I’m not ready to leave her world yet. That’s how you know a book has you, when you start planning a whole future with the author.

I actually can’t wait to review it properly because it deserves its own spotlight.

And speaking of spotlight…

I’ve been thinking about starting a TikTok page, just to talk about books. Nothing dramatic though. TikTok people are mostly not nice. It will be just me (well… anonymous me), recommending books, posting screenshots of lines that dropped my jaw, doing short summaries, maybe mini-reviews. A little corner for people who love stories as much as I do.

But here’s the thing, I’m shy about putting my actual self out there. It feels exposing. Kinda vulnerable too. So if I do it, it’ll probably be faceless at first till I have the balls to actually put me out there.
Umm, that’s still growth right?

I am a believer in the saying that you don’t have to leap. Sometimes, you just take one small step.

Maybe this is mine.

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