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For most of my life, I’ve been hiding. Not physically, but emotionally—keeping my thoughts, struggles, and triumphs locked away where no one could see. I thought it was safer that way, easier. But now, I feel a stirring I can’t ignore. I’m still young, still learning, and I realise I have stories worth telling. Stories of resilience, love, loss, and growth. Maybe they can inspire someone who feels unseen, help someone who’s hurting, or heal a wound they thought would never close. It’s time to step out of hiding, to share what’s been hidden, and to trust that even the smallest light can guide someone out of the dark.

In the Cyclades, I live wild and free, my days shaped by the untamed rhythm of sea and sky. As an abstract painter, I pour the colors of this rugged paradise onto canvas—the ochre of sunlit cliffs, the indigo of twilight waves, the emerald of hidden coves.

When I write, it’s the pulse of nature that moves me: the crash of waves, the stubborn bloom of wildflowers in stone, the endless horizon calling me to dream. The salt of the Aegean, the fire of the sun, the spirit of the wind—they all live in my work, vibrant, untamed, and deeply alive.

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