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Hey everyone! It feels like coming home after a long, interesting trip, to this little corner of the internet that I’ve called mine for a good chunk of my life which would be somewhere around thirteen years if my memory serves (and honestly, the exact number feels less important than the journey itself). For a while, I think I built this space, and maybe even myself a little, on the idea of being far from the usual. I felt like the bearer of a unique spark, a rarity of nature, the one with the Midas touch. And hey, there’s nothing wrong with owning your power and celebrating what makes you very much you. I still believe that fiercely, especially because we live in a world eager to tell us the limits to who we can be.

But lately, I’ve felt this nudge, this quiet realization that being “special” can sometimes morph into becoming guarded. There’s a tendency towards upholding an image that isn’t necessarily yours anymore, just because in one corner of your brain, you think it’s what the people want. It’s almost like I’ve been carefully curating an Instagram reel, only showing the polished bits. And in doing so, I might have inadvertently lost touch with the unfiltered reasons I started blogging all those years ago which was to be as real as it gets, to have moxie (CNA taught me this one recently lol) and to connect on a deeper level. This blog wasn’t meant to become some dusty old monument, admired from afar but lacking in vibrancy and style. It was always meant to be alive, evolving, and maybe even slightly messy.

So, here’s the shift: I’m stepping out from behind the carefully constructed persona. No more hiding the parts that “don’t fit the idea” or tirelessly polishing the vulnerabilities that make me human. I would like to think of it as peeling back a layer to reveal another (or several, who knows?) This new phase is about sharing more of the real me: the triumphs, the stumbles, the omg moments and the times I’m still figuring things out. It’s about trading the curated for the authentic, the guarded for the open. Consider this the aroma of something new brewing here at Aayooba’s blog. I’m excited (and maybe a little out of my depth lool) to share this next part of the journey with you. Thank you for sticking around!

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