Category: Personal Reflections

Thoughts, healing, growth

  • I Started a YouTube Channel and Overcame my Fear.

    I Started a YouTube Channel and Overcame my Fear.

    There’s something strangely vulnerable about starting a YouTube channel and uploading your first video.

    You sit there staring at the upload screen wondering if anyone will even care. Meanwhile, the thumbnail suddenly feels impossible to perfect. Then when you eventually hit publish you immediately question your judgement, wondering what on earth you were thinking?

    The Beginning: Quiet Burnout & Tiny Dreams

    At the time, life felt very repetitive. Work. Bills. Stress. Sleep. Repeat.

    However, I knew I needed to create change, so I worked through my fear and started my Youtube channel: “Cozy and Frugal Living.” http://www.youtube.com/@Cozyandfrugal

    Like many people, I enjoy watching a wide range of online content. Some days it’s cozy lifestyle vlogs, beauty routines, or minimalist living content. Other days, I’m listening to finance creators explain the stock market or breaking down what’s currently happening in the economy. Those videos offer comfort, perspective, and a sense of stability during stressful seasons of life.

    I started making videos for people like myself, people searching for:

    • a calmer, softer way to live
    • realistic conversations about money and everyday life
    • proof that you don’t have to be extremely rich to romanticize your life

    Learning As I Go

    One thing nobody talks about enough is how awkward it feels in the beginning.

    Filming yourself in public?
    Awkward.

    Talking to a camera?
    Awkward.

    Editing videos for hours just to get ten views?
    Very awkward.

    I realized I didn’t want to document every second of my life.

    At some point, I think a lot of creators accidentally turn their real life into a performance. Suddenly every cup of coffee, grocery haul, sunset, and time with family and friends starts feeling like it has to “qualify” for the internet. The cozy things and everyday experiences that once grounded you, can slowly start feeling more like props and B-roll footage. I didn’t want that for myself or my family. Creating content should support your life, not replace it.

    The Unexpected Part: Confidence

    I think the biggest surprise wasn’t learning editing or filming, it was realizing I actually had thoughts worth sharing. However, as women, many of us spend years shrinking ourselves, taught to stay quiet, and avoid taking up too much space, as if our voices are somehow less important.

    Why I’m Still Doing It

    The internet changes constantly. Trends change. Algorithms change. Attention spans definitely change.

    Creating content has shown me that documenting your life can actually make you appreciate it more.

    And maybe that’s the entire point of this channel.

    Not becoming famous.
    Not pretending to have it all figured out.

    Just building a life that feels warmer, calmer, softer, and more intentional one video at a time.

    So yes.

    I started a YouTube channel because… why not?

    And honestly?
    I’m really glad I did.

  • finally choosing home…

    Photo by Megan Watson on Unsplash

    This year, I’m finally choosing home over work, something I’ve not allowed myself to do in years.

    I’m choosing home.

    Not the rushed version of home where you’re barely there between shifts.
    Not the guilty version of home where you’re checking your phone hoping that no one calls out, and you get asked (more like guilt tripped) into coming in.
    Not the exhausted version of home where you collapse onto the bed the second you walk in the door.

    This year, I’m choosing my daughter.
    I’m choosing rest.
    I’m choosing the quiet comfort of our space.
    I’m choosing a meal we didn’t have to rush.
    I’m choosing Stranger Things Season 5, blankets, snacks, and laughter.
    I’m choosing presence.

    And most of all…
    I’m choosing myself.


    The Guilt That Comes With being a caregiver

    If you’re in healthcare, you know the feeling.

    That subtle-but-heavy guilt that comes whenever a holiday rolls around.
    The pressure to be “the team player.”
    The unspoken expectation that someone needs to step up.
    The quiet voice inside you saying:

    “If I don’t do it, who will?”

    For years, that voice won.

    It convinced me that choosing work over home made me a good nurse.
    That sacrificing my time proved my dedication.
    That saying “no” was selfish or wrong.
    That choosing to stay home on my off day, instead of coming in when someone called out, somehow made me a bad person.

    But here’s what I’ve learned:
    We’re not meant to sacrifice our families, our sanity, or our joy every single time someone else calls out.

    We’re allowed to choose home.


    Choosing rest, choosing home, choosing peace
    Photo by Joao Macedo on Unsplash

    Choosing My Daughter, Choosing Myself

    My daughter has watched me work holiday after holiday.
    She’s seen me come home exhausted, worn out, and drained from giving everything I had to everyone else.

    This year, I want her to see something different:

    A mom who chooses moments.
    A mom who chooses rest.
    A mom who chooses her.

    We’re going to curl up on the couch, get cozy, and binge Season 5 of Stranger Things, then move on to Squid Game.
    We’re going to laugh, snack, talk, pause the show, rewind parts we loved, and just be together.

    No rushing.
    No guilt.
    No wondering if the phone is going to ring asking me to come in.

    Just home.
    Just us.
    Just peace.


    choosing Home Is Not Selfish — It’s Sacred

    I’m finally learning that choosing home isn’t selfish.
    It’s sacred.
    It’s a declaration that my life matters too.
    That my time is valuable.
    That my daughter deserves these moments.
    And that I don’t have to set myself on fire to keep a workplace warm.

    This holiday, I’m not choosing guilt.
    I’m not choosing obligation.

    I’m choosing home.

    And honestly…
    I think this might be the start of choosing myself in more ways than one.

    What areas of your life have you been putting on hold?