one must imagine me happy

“So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald

“In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer.” – Albert Camus

I’m Victoire—a digital marketing strategist by day, a devourer of 日式推理 and classic lit by night, and a dedicated survivor of GAD and MDD in between. This blog is my way of tracing the space between those two quotes: Fitzgerald’s relentless undertow and Camus’ stubborn shimmer of hope.

Here, I don’t just write about surviving—I write about what happens after survival becomes muscle memory. Think raw, think real, think cat-and-mouse games played with your own mind. You’ll find me asking questions like “What do I actually want?”, dissecting books from Perfume to Anna Karenina, and occasionally bowing awkwardly in front of existential dread.

Expect honesty, occasional flashes of sly humor, and no frills. Because if there’s one thing I refuse to sugar-coat, it’s the truth of being alive.

Pull up a chair. Let’s pretend—and maybe, just maybe feel—happy together.