If I had a new name—one I could choose for myself, not just inherit—I wouldn’t go for something trendy or dramatic. I’d want a name that actually feels like me. One that captures the quiet, complicated mix of strength and softness I carry around every day. That name would be Granivy. It’s not in any … Continue reading If I Had a New Name
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There was a time when I lived in constant fear of what others thought of me. Every step I took was carefully measured. I’d overthink what to say, how to act, what to wear—even how to simply exist—because someone might judge me, misunderstand me, or talk behind my back. It was like walking through life … Continue reading The Day I Stopped Caring
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