Of Foxes and Roses: A Journey Back to The Little Prince

There are books we outgrow. And then there are books that grow with us. The Little Prince has always been, for me, a kind of compass – one that pointed inward, rather than north. It was one of my favorite books as a child, the one I returned to obsessively, first in French, then in English, later in other languages I was learning, as if by changing the language I could uncover some deeper, truer layer of meaning. This weekend, I read it again, this time in Italian, and something shifted.

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The Art of Picking Up the Pieces: How Heartbreak Taught Me to Rebuild

Heartbreak has a way of shaking your world, leaving everything you once knew upended.

In those early moments, survival was my only goal. And, honestly, that felt ambitious enough. I just wanted to make it through the day without the constant ache of loss threatening to swallow me whole. If I could go a few hours without staring into the void, I considered it a win. But somewhere in that effort to simply stay afloat, I found that I was doing more than just surviving. I was starting to rebuild, piece by piece, in ways I hadn’t expected. I was actively choosing to care for myself in ways that strengthened me, both inside and out. Here’s how I found my way through.

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The Anatomy of Heartbreak: A Love Letter to the Pain That Shapes Us

About two years ago, I stood on the edge of a life I thought was permanent, watching it slip through my fingers. A five-year love story dissolved into nothingness, leaving behind a silence that spoke louder than any words.

Heartbreak, I’ve learned, is a quiet, devastating undoing. It doesn’t announce itself with a crash, but seeps in slowly, unspooling the world as you know it. One moment you’re in the orbit of someone you love and the next, you’re floating untethered, staring at the wreckage of something you thought would hold. I’ve sat in that silence, wondering how something so intangible – a bond, a promise, a shared future – could leave such a concrete absence.

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Love does not conquer all

Have you ever tried to make yourself likeable and to impress your date with your accomplishments? I have. Certainly, in an imperceptible way, but still, my goal was to make the guy like me. Normal, some might say. Pathetic, some might think. But a reality nonetheless. An exhausting reality, if I may add.

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404, écran noir

It has been a difficult year. The most difficult so far, I would say. And I thought I drew all my conclusions and learned all my lessons through the introspection work I had done in the past couple of months. But, after countless crying sessions, carried out pretty much on a daily basis, I finally saw it clearly: 404, écran noir.

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