To be read out loud. — I understand I’ve been very distant. But I promise to be nothing short of honest here. I don’t know where I’m at, what I need, what I want. All I seem to be is closed off. That on top of being premenstrual which I'm sure plays a rather large part…

An article NOT for the weak-hearted — Let’s premise with a couple of things: This was not by choice. I was on a 4-kilometre walk. I went to the bathroom right before I left the house. This may not be the greatest article to read if you’re eating or the idea of human waste grosses you out. …

All my life I’ve pursued what people say I’m good at. — All my life I’ve pursued what people say I’m good at. It’s what led me to practise the piano for 7 years. It’s what made me study Spanish and Creative Writing in my undergrad. It’s what brought me to start my own cookie business. It’s what influenced me to have…

TW: eating disorders — When I was 18, I began to take my health more seriously. My Instagram feed became a daily magazine of fitspos and clean-eating influencers, how could I not be affected? …

And some advice — During my undergrad, I realised reflecting on “what I’ve learned” has less to do with an academic setting and more to do with the wisdom and teachings of a lived experience. Ever since graduating from the University of British Columbia, I’ve received ample time to reflect profoundly on the previous…

It took me 22 years to discover something about myself that my mother knew when I was 3 years old. — When I was 3, my great-grandmother passed away. My mother held my tiny hands as she said, “Pumunta na siya sa heaven, anak” (She went to heaven, love). I looked into her eyes, but couldn’t understand the sentiment. I could only tell she was sad. During the funeral service, I…