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Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about influence. Not just in a marketing sense, but in a personal one. When college students feel pressured, inspired, behind, healed, or inadequate, who is really responsible for that feeling? Is it the influencer we follow, or is it social media itself? As I started developing my research topic (for school lol), I originally thought I wanted to focus strictly on influencers. They are the visible faces. They share the advice, the routines, th

I used to overexplain myself. My choices. My boundaries. My growth. If someone didn’t understand me, I felt responsible for making it make sense to them. I thought clarity came from explanation, and acceptance would follow if I just said enough. But the version of me I’m becoming doesn’t move like that anymore. She understands that not everyone needs access to her reasoning. That some people are committed to misunderstanding because it keeps them comfortable. And that explain

There was a time where silence felt uncomfortable. If someone misunderstood me, I felt the need to clarify. If something felt off, I wanted to address it immediately. If I didn’t respond, I worried it meant I was weak, passive, or afraid. But growth taught me something different. Silence is not always avoidance. Sometimes, silence is discernment. I started realizing that not every situation deserved my energy. Not every comment needed a reply. Not every misunderstanding requi

From a longtime, I told myself I was fine. I was productive. I was meeting deadlines. I was showing up. So how bad could my anxiety really be? I minimized it. I rationalized it. I convinced myself that because I could still function, my anxiety didn’t deserve attention. I labeled it as stress, ambition, or just “having a lot going on.” But what I was really doing was gaslighting myself. I ignored the tight chest. The constant overthinking. The exhaustion that came from always

For a long time, I thought readiness would arrive first, then I’d move. I waited to feel confident enough, prepared enough, certain enough. I told myself once everything made sense, I’d take the leap. But clarity never came the way I imagined it would. Instead, life kept nudging me forward while I stood still, waiting for permission I didn’t actually need. What I eventually learned is this: readiness isn’t a feeling, it’s a decision. Interestingly, there’s an old word used in

Some conversations don’t last long, but they linger. A sentence someone casually said. A question that sat with you longer than expected. A moment where you felt seen, challenged, or understood in a way you didn’t even know you needed. Those are the conversations that shift you. They don’t always come from people who stay. Sometimes they come from strangers, classmates, mentors, or people who were only meant to cross your path briefly. But their words stick. They rearrange ho

Viral moments come and go. Alignment stays. I used to think success meant being seen everywhere, posting constantly, keeping up with every trend. But over time, I realized something. Visibility without intention feels empty. I don’t want to create just to be noticed. I want to create because it reflects who I am and where I’m going. Alignment means my work feels honest even when it’s quiet. It means choosing quality over noise. Meaning over momentum. It’s understanding that t

Just because someone can  reach you doesn’t mean they should. Accessibility has been confused with obligation, and that’s where burnout begins. You don’t owe everyone your time, your energy, or your emotional labor just because they’ve known you for a while. Access is earned through respect, consistency, and care. When you give everyone unlimited entry to your life, you end up drained and resentful...wondering why you feel so disconnected from yourself. That’s not selfishness

Comparison thrives on illusion. Social media shows milestones without context, wins without struggle, success without the process. That doesn’t mean you’re late, it means you’re human. Your timeline is allowed to look different. Progress isn’t linear, and growth isn’t a race. Becoming takes time. You’re not behind. You’re becoming. Join The Camversation:  What would change if you trusted your timing?

Somewhere online, healing got twisted into silence. As if growth means you no longer speak up, react, or require accountability. But healing doesn’t mean tolerating behavior that hurts you. .. it means recognizing it faster. Boundaries don’t disappear when you heal; they sharpen. You become clearer about what you will and won’t accept. You stop explaining yourself to people committed to misunderstanding you. Being healed doesn’t mean being passive . It means choosing peace