This blog combines therapeutic insight with lived experience. I write about mental health, identity, and the emotional texture of everyday life — especially through the lens of living abroad. Many posts include activities and reflection tools to help you engage actively with the ideas to form your own insights.
You'll find essays, exercises, and honest observations — some personal, some professional, all designed to prompt thought and self-awareness. This is a space for exploration, for asking questions, and for staying with complexity a little longer.
You're in the final stretch. Your time studying in Paris — whether it's been months or a year — is coming to an end. It's a strange, chaotic limbo of finishing exams, packing boxes, and navigating a complex swirl of feelings… or perhaps, a kind of numbness.
The first moment I can remember thinking like a conspiracist, I was seven years old. I was watching The X-Files.
This one's for the video game fans, or perhaps more broadly, anyone who's ever been captivated by something so deeply it shaped the course of their life.
Let's talk about scary movies. For most of my life, I hated them. As a cinephile, this felt like a blind spot, but it was one I defended fiercely. Horror was vulgar, simplistic, and designed to provoke cheap thrills. I would disguise my avoidance in snobbery, looking down on the genre in favour of things critics approved of.
Job hunting can be an emotional rollercoaster. Whether you're between jobs by choice or due to circumstances beyond your control, being unemployed—especially for an extended period—can take a toll on your self-esteem and mental health. Many of my clients in Paris describe this phase as one of the most challenging experiences they've faced, even...
Are you still in love with the daily croissant, or are you starting to notice the unique smell of the métro on a hot afternoon? Whether you're thriving, struggling, or living somewhere in the messy, complicated middle, this is for you.
Role models aren't just for kids.
"Celebrate yourself! Come on!"
Every year, there's a moment you start to notice it. The sunlight shifts, taking on a golden, more slanted quality. You find yourself closing the windows more often than you open them. The feeling of a warm cup of coffee in your hands becomes a small, profound comfort.