ligaya

ligaya is a filipino word for deep joy—it’s also my second name. i didn’t always love it, but over time, i grew into its meaning and chose to carry it as my writer’s name. at 18, i turned to writing as a way to feel, to heal, and to give language to the things that live quietly inside me. words became my refuge, my way of making sense of the world.

"with love, ligaya" was born from a simple hope: to offer comfort and connection, a soft place to land for anyone carrying emotions they don’t yet know how to name. this space is a home for the tender, the searching, the honest—for anyone who wants to feel just a little more human. welcome in.

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to everyone whose thoughts were never put into words,
to those who sat quietly in rooms full of noise,
wishing someone would see them,
hear them,
understand them—

this letter is for you.

dear you,

growing up, it often felt like my voice got lost in the shuffle—like no one was really listening. life threw its fair share of chaos my way, and i did my best to navigate it. i made decisions that shaped me, some right, some wrong, but always heavy. and in the middle of all that noise, i started to retreat into my thoughts. my room became a quiet sanctuary, a place where the weight of the world could sit with me awhile. that’s where i started writing—not because i had all the answers, but because i needed somewhere to put the questions.

then something shifted. i realized maybe the things i was feeling weren’t mine alone. maybe there were others carrying the same quiet aches, searching for someone who could say, “me too.” that’s why i write. not just for me, but for you—for anyone who’s ever felt like their voice was too small, or their story didn’t matter.

writing became a bridge between hearts, a soft offering of presence. a way to say, you’re not alone. you’ve always been enough. i don’t have all the perfect words. most of them come out clumsy and unsure. but they come from a real place. a place that wants to reach you, wrap around you like a warm blanket, and remind you that you belong here.

so if no one has told you lately: you matter. your story matters. your presence in this world is no small thing. and if any of my words ever find you, i hope they feel like home. because every letter i write is stitched with the hope that someone like you will read it and feel a little less invisible.

ligaya

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