In this episode, I talk about what it’s like to grow up in a narcissistic family unit. I wasn’t raised. I was managed. I became the scapegoat. I share the grief of being erased to protect someone else's happiness, and the moment I realized I wasn’t crazy. I was reacting to something real. This is for anyone who was blamed for bleeding, shamed for noticing, or turned into the villain just for speaking up.

I am an American. But when someone threatened to call ICE on me, I realized that to some people, my ethnicity will always mean I don’t belong. In this episode, I talk about the ICE raids happening in Los Angeles right now, why they’re unconstitutional, and how they echo the early warning signs of fascism and genocide. This isn’t about politics—it’s about humanity. If we truly mean “Never Again,” then we must mean it for everyone.

I always thought i’d be a mom...

In this episode, I unpack the quiet ache of wanting to be a mom—when life hasn’t followed the roadmap, and time feels like it’s folding in on itself. I talk about what it means to carry maternal love in a body that may never get to use it the way it was meant to. This isn’t about pity or perfection—it’s about the longing for a “simple kind of life” that somehow feels out of reach. I reflect on expectations, aging, grief, and hope, all tangled together in this space of maybe, maybe not.