I think I’ve been practicing.
Writing my real thoughts here.
Leaving sentences without the mask.
Maybe I’m practicing
showing my real self.
Not all at once.
Just this much today.
Maybe a little more tomorrow.
I think I’ve been practicing.
Writing my real thoughts here.
Leaving sentences without the mask.
Maybe I’m practicing
showing my real self.
Not all at once.
Just this much today.
Maybe a little more tomorrow.
Someone I work with at my part-time job once told me,
“You always look so happy.”
The truth is, I’ve been living with a quiet heaviness for the past two years.
Only my younger sister knows what that really means.
Why is it so hard to let people see that I’m not okay?
People say meeting more people will help.
They say I just need to get out more.
But even that feels overwhelming.
When I meet people,
I spend more energy hiding myself
than actually being present.
Much later, I learned there was a name for this —
“smiling depression.”
I didn’t realize other people were living this way too.
The only thing I know how to do to keep going
is to wake up early,
watch the sunrise,
and run along the river.
So today,
I run again.

No one has visited my WordPress yet.
It has been two weeks since I started.
Still zero.
Strangely, I feel a little comfortable.
Since no one is reading,
I don’t have to be careful.
I don’t have to sound impressive.
I just write what I think.
But I wonder how long this will last.
How long will this stay
a place just for me?
If more people begin to read,
will I still write the same way?
I hope I will.
If I had to list the things I want to improve about my body, there are six:
These six issues are not separate.
They are connected.
That doesn’t mean my body is “bad.”
I’ve run 10km marathons.
I was athletic in school.
I ran relay races.
My muscle mass is average.
I’m not weak.
I just have a specific structural pattern.
Ever since I was little, I stood with my belly pushed forward.
Adults in my neighborhood even remember me that way.
“Oh, the kid who stood with her stomach sticking out.”
At the time, I didn’t know it was a structural issue.
I barely engaged my core when standing.
My lower back was excessively arched.
Of course my stomach looked like it was pushed out.
I simply thought,
“Maybe this is just my body type.”
I assumed it was genetic.
My father stands the same way.
When we lie down, both of us naturally lift our legs.
I never questioned it. It just felt comfortable.
But later I realized why.
When I lie flat, my lower back feels uncomfortable.
Lifting my legs presses my lower back into the floor and makes it feel stable.
I had been compensating without knowing it.
Because I’ve lived like this my whole life,
I didn’t recognize that it wasn’t neutral.
When I started Pilates,
an instructor seriously asked me if my lower back hurt.
That was the first time I considered
that my lower back might be taking too much load.
So far, I haven’t had major pain.
But just because it hasn’t hurt yet
doesn’t mean it won’t.
That realization changed something for me.
If you asked me what I want to work on first,
I’d say hamstring stretching.
It’s the easiest.
You feel it immediately.
But the fastest way forward is probably not the easiest one.
It’s my core.
I can only hold a plank for 10 seconds.
So I searched for the simplest core exercise to start with.
The answer was: dead bugs.
It looks simple.
Lying on your back, slowly moving opposite arm and leg.
But for me, it’s not easy at all.
Still, I’m not trying to start big.
I want to start small enough to be consistent.
Before becoming more flexible,
I need to become more stable.
If you have a similar body pattern,
maybe start with dead bugs too.
I’m starting now.



I wanted to create a spiral using only running stitch and simple leaves.
The goal was to build a flowing shape that even beginners could stitch.
After finishing it,I realized the rhythm of the stitches is not yet stable.The spiral structure also needs refinement.
This is the first study.
In the next time, I plan to adjust the spacing, size, and number of the leaves and refine the overall flow.
Making something that looks simpleis harder than it seems.


blue pot hand embroidery hoop art

Today, I spent the entire day working on this blue pot hand embroidery piece.
Before stitching, I kept adjusting the pattern. Fixing the lines again and again, trying to make them cleaner.
In my head, the finished embroidery looked beautiful. But once I started stitching, it turned uneven. The shape wasn’t as smooth as I imagined, and the surface looked messy.
I felt frustrated.
I realized the satin stitch might not be right on larger areas. It turns uneven too easily, and I don’t like how it looks here. I think I need a different stitch — something more interesting, something I can control better.
This is still a work in progress.That’s it for today.