Wanderella’s Escapades

12/09/2025

01/09/2025

🍂✨ Welcome, September — the gateway to the Ber months. A season that reminds us of home, warmth, and hope. May the months ahead bring us peace of mind, healing, and blessings far greater than what we prayed for. 💛🌌

11/06/2025

Quiz and win!

11/06/2025

02/06/2025

To the quiet shoulders carrying more than they should:

Some people aren’t struggling because they’re reckless—
they’re just tired from being everyone’s lifeline.

Not all exhaustion comes from work.
Sometimes, it comes from responsibility.

From being the go-to.
The helper.
The provider, even when no one asked if you’re okay.

From paying for things you don’t talk about—
a sibling’s school fees,
your parents’ prescriptions,
a cousin’s emergency,
and still showing up with a smile.

People say, “Save for yourself.”
But how, when every peso is already spoken for?

We see your strength,
but we often overlook your silence.

Here’s what we all need to remember:
You are allowed to pause.
To say no.
To take care of your own life first,
not because you’ve stopped loving others—
but because you’re learning to love yourself, too.

Debt isn’t always about material things.
Sometimes, it’s the price of being dependable.
Of loving big, without limits.
Of giving even when no one notices you’re running low.

So to the ones who feel like they always have to be strong:
You are not weak for needing a break.
You are not selfish for choosing yourself, finally.

You deserve to be supported, too.

And someday, when you're standing on steadier ground,
you’ll still give—
but this time, without breaking.
This time, with peace.

-SG.Writes

26/05/2025

Dear You, Somewhere Between 25 and 35,

I see you—feeling stuck, confused, and wondering if you’re running out of time. Maybe you’re 25, 28, or closing in on 30 or going 40, and it feels like everyone else has it figured out while you’re still searching for what feels right. But let me remind you of something powerful: you are not behind.

This isn’t a crisis; it’s a crossroad. A moment for reflection, redirection, and rediscovery. Life doesn’t follow a universal timeline. Some find purpose at 20, others at 40. What matters is not how fast you go, but how true you are to yourself along the way.

You’re not lost—you’re just becoming. The confusion, the questions, the quiet nights where you ask, “What am I really meant to do?”—they’re all part of the process. Growth rarely feels like clarity. Often, it feels like chaos before the calm. But trust this: something is unfolding for you, even now.

Take the pressure off. Explore. Try. Fail forward. Let go of the need to have everything figured out. The truth is, the best stories are written with plot twists. Yours is still unfolding beautifully.

Keep going, even when it’s messy. You are not late. You are not broken. You are just in a season of becoming—and that is a sacred place to be.

With hope,
A fellow soul who believes in your journey