Reflections on Healing, Storytelling, and Becoming
Notes from the in-between: fragments of process, healing, worldbuilding, and the quiet madness of writing.
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The Itch Glitch
My fingers are itching. I just found out I can play a new character up to level 20 for free in WoW, and my inner gamer is screaming, mostly because I know if I buy a subscription, I won’t be able to stop. It’s a dangerous discovery, especially now, right in the middle of my
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Today’s film: War Machine (2026)
1st time watching. THE FILM MIND: The War After the War In a war zone, survival is a logic. Back at home, that same logic becomes a glitch. Watching War Machine, I found myself looking past the tactical manoeuvres and straight into the fractured psyche of the soldiers. The core theme that hit me was
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The Dissertation Diaries Glitch: A Masterclass in Irony
I am currently in a committed, toxic relationship with my dissertation. I’ve finished 2 chapters out of 4 of where the “scientific research” lives. You’d think I’m halfway there, but Chapter 3 is basically a digital cemetery where my brain cells go to die. To write these chapters, I have to digest 20 scientific articles
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Today’s film: Unicorn Store (2017)
1st time watching. THE FILM MIND: Clipped Wings in a Neon Sanctuary Sometimes, our “world” isn’t a choice, it’s a construct created by those who raised us. What looks like a “weird as hell” movie about a glitter-obsessed adult is actually a subtle study of how family dynamics dictate our coping mechanisms. I’m genuinely surprised
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Why this Blog even exists
In our house, we aren’t “social media people.” We’ve seen where it’s gone lately, and we usually stay away. I use YouTube for actual useful information(and the occasional cat short, obviously), and Pinterest for finding worksheets and ideas for the kids I work with. But there’s a reason I’m here now, and it’s buried in
This blog exists as a continuation of the same journey that shaped The Threads of the Triad series.
I began writing during therapy, at a time when I was learning how to breathe again after a difficult period. Storytelling became a way to slow down, observe my inner world, and give shape to emotions that didn’t yet have language. Over time, those private reflections transformed into a fantasy series rooted not in conquest or spectacle, but in healing, memory, and choice.
This space is where that process continues: more openly, more quietly, and more personally.
Here, I write about storytelling as a tool for recovery, creativity as a form of grounding, and the small, often unremarkable moments that help rebuild a sense of purpose. Some posts explore the emotional foundations behind my novels. Others reflect the ways art can hold us when logic alone is not enough.
This blog posts are not meant to offer quick fixes. They are reflections shaped by lived experience, about learning to stay present, to listen inward, and to choose gentleness in a world that often rewards urgency and force.
If you are drawn to fantasy that values inner transformation, to creative work born from healing, or to thoughtful explorations of memory and meaning, you may find something here that resonates. You are welcome to read in order, or simply follow the threads that speak to you.
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