By Chaima (Shay)

This is my first blog, and honestly? I have no idea what I’m doing. I’ve been sitting here during my break at the lab , I’m currently doing an internship (which I’ll tell you more about in another time) and I just felt this sudden urge to write. I’ve had this little blog idea sitting in the back of my head for a while now, and today, in between experiments and waiting for the next step to start, I finally opened my laptop and… well, here we are.

I’ve already typed and erased this intro more times than I can count.
There are so many thoughts in my head, but somehow, they all turn into fog the second I try to put them into words. Still, here I am, writing anyway. Not because I have everything figured out ,but because something inside me needs to speak.

So… Hello. I’m Chaima but my friends call me Shay.
I’m 21, a biology graduate, a pianist with a love for chopin, a writer who’s always second-guessing her sentences, and a part-time translator when life calls for it. This blog is a little corner of mine, a place where I can share pieces of my story, without filters or expectations.

Writing has always been my solace.
There’s something about putting my fingers on a keyboard and letting the words find their way it feels almost like playing a Mozart Sonata. The way words come together, it’s not always perfect, but it’s there. It’s mine.

My love for writing started when I was a kid, with a diary I kept hidden.
I’d write in secret, flashlight in hand, scribbling stories about school, friends, the girls I didn’t like, the people I admired, and , of course my little crushes. That diary was a safe space where no one could interrupt or judge what I had to say. And even though a lot has changed since then, the urge to write never really left.

And here I am, a young woman who once planned every hour of every day, every detail of her life… now learning to let go.
I used to have timelines for everything. I wanted to be so sure of what came next. But life has taught me that sometimes, the most honest version of ourselves comes out when we stop trying to control everything and just let things be.

Two years ago, in one of those hard times, I wrote a poetry book called The Sun Will Shine Again.
It’s filled with sadness, softness, healing, and hope. I haven’t published it yet. Maybe I was scared. Maybe I still am. Or maybe, deep down, I was waiting for the right moment ,the right version of me to finally share it. And maybe, this blog is that moment. Or the beginning of it.

I’ve been meaning to write this post for weeks. I kept wondering if anyone would read it, if it would even matter. But today, in the calm of this internship break, in a quiet spot , I decided to stop thinking and just write.I don’t know if this’ll make it out of my folders but I’m here, writing when I can.

If you’re here ,thank you. Really.
Whether you’re someone who knows me, or someone who just happened to stumble across this, I appreciate you being here. I hope this space feels familiar, like a conversation with a friend.

This blog isn’t going to be perfect.
It won’t always be structured or polished. But it’ll be true This is just the beginning ,stay tuned for stories, reflections, and maybe even a few poems. I promise it’ll get even more interesting from here.

So here’s to beginnings ,small, quiet, honest ones.
I’m Shay. And this is me, debuting my writing career.

Until next time,
with love.