For the first time, I’m giving it space to exist as it is 🌊

For the past two weeks, I’ve been in a state of complete dissociation because of the Epstein files.

I spent many hours inside those documents — photos, videos, news reports, listening to testimonies and victim statements. Honestly, at some point I thought I was going to lose my mind. The anger was overwhelming, unbearable.

And it wasn’t only because of the cruelty itself — as horrifying as it is — but because of something else that hurts just as much: how most people continue to live as if nothing is happening, with their eyes wide shut, untouched by anyone else’s pain until it directly affects them.

I don’t follow one specific religion, but if I had to explain how I see the universe in the simplest way, Buddhism would probably be the closest reference. I truly believe that everything in this world is interconnected — all of us, all matter. At its core, everything is energy, constantly moving, interacting, circulating.

The idea that we are separate, isolated individuals is an illusion imposed by the system. There is no such thing as “something happening somewhere else that has nothing to do with you.” It does. Always. At the very least, there is collective responsibility.

These thoughts have been weighing on me heavily lately. They exhaust and depress me. And yet — I want so badly to believe that all of this might transform humanity into something entirely new.

Or we will destroy ourselves.

One of the two.

Still, I choose to believe there is a future we cannot yet imagine. The truth is, we don’t even know what the universe really is. We don’t understand how our own brains work. If we’re honest — we know almost nothing.

And because of that, I think it’s crucial not to deny any possibility of what reality might be at its most fundamental level.

What if this is all a simulation? A test? A trial of consciousness?

Will we remember someday who we really are before we die?

As dark as everything feels, these thoughts strangely give me a bit of hope — that maybe there is a crack of light somewhere in all this chaos.

On a lighter note 🙈😅

I decided to do something small and kind for myself. I’m bringing my natural waves back. I’m growing my hair out, and the longer it gets, the more it curls — hopefully.🤞🏻 I spent almost my entire life straightening it because I didn’t know how to live with curly hair. I tried to push it into someone else’s beauty standard.

Now there are so many amazing products that make it easy — no heat, no force, no fighting yourself. I’m still experimenting, but honestly, I regret not letting my hair be free sooner ✨

For the first time, I’m giving it space to exist as it is.

So here are a couple of my recent selfies — waves, thoughts, and all.🤍