I Just Needed a Place to Breathe

“Hi, I’m here. I don’t have it all figured out. But I need to speak.”

Hi, I’m Kavya. I’m 30. I’m a mom. A wife. A woman who sometimes feels like she’s quietly falling apart while keeping everything together.

I’ve started this blog not because I have answers — but because I’m full of questions.

Some days, I feel invisible.
Some days, I miss the version of me that used to laugh louder, dream bigger, and feel like a person, not just a role.
Some days, I just want to scream into a pillow and say, “Is anyone else feeling this too?”

This isn’t a perfect blog.
This is a messy, honest, healing one.
A space for late-night thoughts, small joys, silent tears, and everything in between.

I don’t know what this will become.

Maybe a diary. Maybe a conversation. Maybe a lifeline.
But I’m starting it anyway — for me.
And maybe, for someone out there who needs to hear this and feel less alone.

So if you’ve landed here somehow…
Hi. Stay. Sit. Read. Cry. Laugh.
You’re safe here.

— Kavya

“Motherhood can get heavy. If you’ve ever felt like you’re failing, read ‘Dear New Mom, You Are Not Failing’.”

“Sometimes love itself feels heavy — I’ve shared that in ‘Love Doesn’t Leave, It Just Changes’.”