A reflection on how running shifted from punishment to peace, and how the Internet, body image, and girlhood got tangled along the way. This piece explores the quiet harm of diet culture, the weight of comparison, and what it means to reclaim movement on your own terms.

I change like the weather and find comfort in music, but I’m still searching for the answers to what it means to be me.

“I'm sad. I'm sad because i don't know when i'm coming back.” the words i text my boyfriend and speak aloud as i board the flight back home.

People live their own separate lives. In our own, we miss countless opportunities worrying and picking at someone else’s.