This site isn’t guidance.
It’s more like a conversation over coffee or tea.
Although I have some professional background in my past,
I am not a professional counselor, coach, or established mental health advocate.
I am just someone in the middle of a healing journey.
I also have a much longer story to share, but for now…
This site is meant to be company—coffee with a friend,
or a moment of reflection after a long day.
How to Use This Site
There’s no right way to be here.
You don’t need to read everything.
You don’t need to start at the beginning.
You don’t need to remember what you read last time.
You’re welcome to:
What Is This Space?
This space is:
This space is NOT:
If you’re tired of urgency or someone trying to fit you into their mold, you are in the right place.
So, what am I selling?
Blog-Wise: Most of my writing and story is free.
eCommerce-wise: ’ve decided to link my new That’s Nice, Actually project to this site.
For now, it will center around inquiries for custom work:
digital designs,
mixed-media art,
document creation,
merchandise development,
and possibly collaborations with other artists (including block printing and more).
I will also consider opportunities for blog or freelance writing, either by piece or under longer-term contracts.
In the inquiry link (coming soon), describe your request, proposal, and budget, and include your contact information. From there, we can discuss expectations and whether we’re a good fit.
Lastly, thank you for being here. If something resonates, feel free to share your thoughts through comments, email, or by passing this along to someone else.
Best regards,
Michelle
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