Hustle culture did something quiet and cruel to us. It hollowed us out. And AI isn’t making it better. We live in a world that rewards motion. Constant, visible, productive motion. So much so that taking a slow weekend almost feels like a moral failing. Like if you’re not optimising…

There was a time when I carried a script in my head for every social situation. Pre-rehearsed justifications. Carefully worded exits. Apologies for being the way I am, delivered before anyone even asked. I spent years explaining myself to people who weren’t really listening. And somewhere along the way, I…

A few months ago, I completed another orbit around the sun, reaching an age when Lorelai Gilmore was already mothering a teenager. Strangely enough, a 30-year old mother is often considered older than a 35-year old single woman. That’s just how societal perspectives are wired. Today, at 30, if I…