What’s a personal mantra or philosophy you live by?
I believe you should never worry too much or force things into your life. What’s meant for you will find its way to you, and what isn’t won’t. I think this applies to everything, from the fruit you eat and the clothes you wear to the food you’re nourished by and the people you meet. Every little thing that enters our lives is part of something bigger, even if we don’t understand it in the moment. I’ve learned to trust that what’s meant to be in my life will find me without me having to stress over it, and even when something goes wrong, I believe it happened the way it was supposed to. Sometimes, you just have to let go, trust God, and let Him unfold His plan.
What’s one thing you wish you had started doing earlier in life?
Probably learning to chill out a little earlier. I’ve always been super cautious and an overthinker, so I wish I’d spent less time worrying about what might happen and more time just living in the moment. Tomorrow is never promised, so YOLO.
And honestly, a lot of that credit goes to my amazing friends💛. They’ve always been there to listen to everything, talk me through it, and remind me to calm down and not overthink so much.
It’s a question that sounds simple, but the answers usually sit quietly in the corners of our lives, waiting for us to notice.
For me, the first answer is this: taking everything to heart. One harsh tone, one careless comment, one moment of rudeness—and suddenly there’s a storm inside me. My chest tightens, my thoughts spiral, and I replay the moment again and again like I’m responsible for everyone else’s cruelty.
But I’m learning something new, something difficult: I don’t have to absorb everything. Someone recently told me that if I keep internalising every hurtful thing, I’ll end up trapped in a loop of my own pain. And they were right. Letting people and situations be what they are is not weakness—it’s wisdom. This world tests us in quiet ways, and sometimes the bravest thing we can do is step back, breathe, and move on.
Maybe it hits harder because the one person who truly cared for my heart—the one who saw me, understood me, prioritised me—is no longer here. And now my sensitivity feels louder, like there’s no buffer between me and the world.
The second thing I could do less of?
Shopping my feelings away. One bad day and suddenly my cart looks like I’m stocking an entire vanity—clothes, makeup, skincare, all of it. Retail therapy feels good in the moment—comforting, distracting, almost like a friend. But eventually the packages arrive and half the things end up barely used, if at all. A temporary fix becomes permanent clutter.
Still, what can I say? I’m just a girl trying to soothe a sensitive soul the only way she knows how.
So yes, maybe I’m thin-skinned. Maybe I feel too much.
But recognising what I could do less of is the first step toward becoming someone stronger—not harder, just more at peace.
