about

Dedicated to the miss.understood

I’m Miss.Understood: twenty-something; London based writer and overall chilled girl. 

For the most part I still feel stuck in my childhood mind whilst being an alleged adult. At one point I was addicted to the turmoil of heartbreak from avoidant men; perfectionist extraordinaire and Champaign outfit- Lemonade budget connoisseur.

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I’ve battled fiercely with my mental health, I’ve been hurt but also done the hurting, and I’m always, and I do mean always trying to get right with God. 

All of the above have caused me to write as a means of coping. And as life usually does, my coping mechanism was unveiled to be my secret purpose (humble brag, but I really do have a knack for captivating with my words, idk you decide). What I write down, often times is thoughtful expression of what I’m unable to speak. And through my hyper sensitive existence, I navigate life through a super empathetic lens. Yes, a lot upsets me and a lot triggers me, but I am able to behold the beauty in the little things which is an incredible trade off. 

If you have found yourself on this page, odds are you’ve navigated life through a similar lens. You like reading and writing and things that provoke reflection and inner understanding. What’s more, is that you often feel misunderstood, the black sheep and the underdog. This blog is for those who lay in bed at night replaying the embarrassment of saying the wrong thing at the wrong time. For those who lead with good intention and still end up falling into the same habits. For those who want so badly to be mysterious, but just can’t seem to keep their mouths shut. You wear your heart on your sleeve, can sometimes be toxically optimistic and sit on the middle line of extrovert and introvert. I hope for this to be a place where you feel you are in the presence of those alike, the safe space to relate to awkward but enlightening experiences.​​​​​​