Mirabela-Denisa Căpîlna

since seventh grade, i have poured feelings onto paper. love letters to a soulmate i had not yet met. dreams too fragile to share. quiet sorrows that only paper could hold. in the solitude of writing, i found a place where nothing had to be explained, where pain could exist without apology. my words were never just sentences. they were pieces of me, left behind like breadcrumbs, hoping someone might one day follow them back to understanding.

for a long time, i thought my writing would stay hidden, a world only i could enter. but words have a way of finding their way to the surface. what began as a private refuge became something more (a bridge, a voice, a way to connect).

my journey did not end where i expected. instead, it pulled me into storytelling, SEO, and marketing, turning what once felt like a quiet, fleeting passion into something that could reach beyond myself.

and now, after years of keeping my words in the shadows, i am finally letting them step into the light.