I write for the people who keep trying—while carrying what they were never taught how to hold. The Art of Love is a practice: naming patterns, honoring the past, and choosing a new brushstroke on purpose.
Because patterns don’t disappear when we ignore them.
The Art of Love exists to help you name what you’ve been carrying—without shame—and practice a different response with intention.
WHAT THIS IS
A practice. A mirror. A return.
Not a performance. Not a perfect-person handbook. This is for the people who are ready to tell the truth—then build from it.
WHAT I BELIEVE
Love is art: different strokes for different folks.
If you’ve ever felt too intense, too careful, too guarded, or too hopeful—this is a space that treats your heart like something worth preserving.
A note to the reader
If you’ve been loving from survival, you’re not weak—you’re trained. This work is about retraining with tenderness and truth. Slow is still progress. Honesty is still love.