Home. It’s supposed to be our sanctuary—a safe space where we recharge, reflect, and maybe even dance around the kitchen in our socks. 🧦 But for so many, home has turned into a lonely fortress, especially in this age of self-imposed solitude. What gives?

Loneliness isn’t just a “you” or “me” thing—it’s an us thing. Across the globe, it’s become a quiet epidemic. Japan and the UK even have Ministers of Loneliness to tackle it. Yeah, it’s that serious. 🌍 But here’s the thing: while loneliness can creep in, we’ve also got the power to reclaim our homes as true sanctuaries.

Let me tell you a little bit about how I got here. Not just writing this blog, but here—as a person.

I’m not perfect. I don’t even believe in that word. What I am is a work in progress, and I’ve learned to embrace that. Every day I wake up, I get another shot to polish this gem of a life—sometimes it shines, and sometimes it’s covered in fingerprints. But I keep going.