I’ve been writing for as long as I can remember, not always with a plan, but always with purpose. Words have been my way of understanding the world, of finding clarity in chaos. I grew up scribbling thoughts in notebooks, turning feelings into sentences, and slowly realising that writing wasn’t just something I did, it was how I lived. Now I write to connect, to explore, to make things that are useful, honest, and sometimes even beautiful. It’s not about being perfect — it’s about being real, and maybe helping someone else feel a little more seen.