"The ability of writers to imagine what is not the self, to familiarize the strange and mystify the familiar, is the test of their power.” -Toni Morrison
Unruly explores the quiet story living inside every coil, curl, and strand. It speaks to how we’re taught to bend and straighten ourselves into shapes we were never meant to hold, and what it means to unlearn that. This piece reflects on identity, generational patterns, and the freedom that comes when we finally see our beauty as it is — not as it’s been defined for us.
Secrets carry a weight heavier than we imagine. When truth is unearthed, it doesn’t just sting—it shakes foundations and unleashes emotions long suppressed. I learned that while my mind seeks preparation, only my heart can guide me through the storm. Vulnerability, though painful, has become the path toward growth and self-trust.
As a child, I longed for my parents to show up at school performances, awards, or milestones, but they rarely came. I learned to expect less and hope less. Now, in my 20s, I show up for myself — to work events, dinners, and life moments. It doesn’t erase the sting of the past, but it reminds me I am worth showing up for.
