On my first date with my husband, we shared some of our most vulnerable truths with each other. That was the moment we knew we were meant to be together. Looking back, I see it wasn’t romance that created that sense of being meant to be. It was honesty.

Since then I have realised that emotional honesty is what creates true intimacy. It is not the polished version of ourselves, not the “I’m fine” answers we throw around, but the real truths we carry inside.

How do you handle rejection without letting it define you?
How do you keep going when imposter syndrome is loud?
How do you rebuild belief after the world tells you no?
How do you keep choosing yourself when confidence feels unavailable?

This feeling of not being good enough, especially when you’ve accidentally built a whole life around being “successful,” is a very hard place to be in.