Nato is a writer and a researcher with an academic background in psychology. She investigates self-compassion, emotional intelligence, psychological well-being, and the ways people make decisions. Writing about recent trends in the movie industry is her other hobby, alongside music, art, culture, and social influences. She dreams to create an uplifting documentary one day, inspired by her experiences with strangers.
There's a strange thing that happens when you study emotions for years: you become better at explaining them, but not always better at surviving them. I noticed this properly for the first time during a period I would have described, from the outside, as fine. I was productive. I ...Read More
Both my parents wrote. Not professionally — there were no published books, no bylines — but writing was simply part of how they moved through the world. My mother wrote stories. My father wrote letters, long ones, even when shorter ones would have served. Growing up around this, I ...Read More
You finish a book. You feel accomplished. Three weeks later, someone asks what it was about and you find yourself reaching for words that don't quite come, a vague impression of the main argument, a couple of scenes, a feeling you can't reconstruct. This was my reading life for ...Read More
There's a feeling most travelers recognize: you arrive somewhere and, faster than makes any rational sense, it feels like home. The streets feel familiar before you've learned them. The rhythm of the place suits you in a way you can't explain. You find yourself breathing differently. What we don't ...Read More
For a long time, I was fine. That was the answer I gave, and I thought I meant it. I was meeting deadlines. Going for walks. Having conversations that looked, from the outside, like a person who was doing reasonably well. Nothing was technically wrong. So I kept concluding: ...Read More
I remember sitting in the airport, completely calm, certain I had everything right. I had checked in the night before, eaten something small, found a seat near what I was sure was my gate. It was only when the board refreshed that I realized the gate had changed ...Read More