by samfrida | Oct 15, 2025 | Blog
We’re curating ourselves into mannequins. We’ve gotten so good at pretending that the performance now feels like the person. Polished outrage, curated humility, compassion with a call‑to‑action button. The timeline scrolls like a city of mannequins rehearsing...
by samfrida | Oct 14, 2025 | Blog
Presence isn’t a finish line; it’s a language I relearn every day, one word of self‑talk at a time. Some mornings it’s fluent, other days it’s broken, and that inconsistency used to scare me until I realized growth sounds choppy before it sounds clear. Freedom, for...
by samfrida | Oct 13, 2025 | Blog
(Note to self): Emile Zola’s line hits hard: most will see the cover, a few will skim the intro, and even fewer will sit with the chapters. Ego loves predictability, so it labels quickly, yet humility asks for a pause, a breath, and a sincere “What’s your story?”...
by samfrida | Oct 12, 2025 | Blog
Covert narcissism doesn’t arrive with a neon sign; it arrives as charm, shared values, and mirroring that feels like recognition. Then come the quiet cuts, gaslighting disguised as concern, shifting stories framed as “misunderstandings,” and silent punishments that...
by samfrida | Oct 11, 2025 | Blog
Identity isn’t a mirror, it’s a molting. The layers that feel safest are often costumes stitched from praise, punishment, and the quiet survival tricks learned in crowded rooms. To meet the self beneath, shed the stories that made winning feel like worth and silence...
by samfrida | Oct 9, 2025 | Blog
The quote lands like a diagnosis: leaders don’t deform a healthy culture; they crystallize the fractures already running through it. In a world trained to prize immediacy, clicks today, dopamine now, depth becomes a disadvantage, and so we reward performers of...
