I Am the Moth: Alchemy, Shadows, and the Light That Burns
I didn’t understand why I kept getting close to things that burned me. Why I kept walking into fires –
This is a quiet, sometimes heavy, place. It’s where I go deep into my own head and heart, looking at the parts of my life and myself that I used to keep hidden. You’ll find my childhood pain here, my own inner demons, and all those silent battles I fought when no one was watching. It’s about dragging those ‘shadows’ out into the light, so I can truly see them.
I didn’t understand why I kept getting close to things that burned me. Why I kept walking into fires –
I remember the cupboard first. It wasn’t just a place. It was a world. Four walls and no window, barely
There was a time when my life was quieter.Before the chaos.Before the shame.Before the world decided who I was. I
They never tell you that self-forgiveness isn’t a single moment.It’s not some cinematic release where you cry, breathe deep, and
I used to walk into a room and act like I knew who I was.Like I had it figured out.
When I first opened a book on the Kabbalah, I wasn’t looking for answers.I was looking for shape.A language to
Accountability isn’t just saying you did something wrong.It’s sitting in it.Without distraction. Without a PR team. Without a punchline. And
They printed the story.But they didn’t print the silence. Not the silence of waking up on the floor of a
I used to think shame was the end of the story.The silence after the headline. The part where you disappear.But
You were never a man.You were a shadow that breathed. You didn’t shout. You didn’t need to.Your silence had weight.