It’s Sunday, February 2nd. I’m sitting in my living room in my Montreal home, and I’ve got a pot full of off-brand sleepytime® tea.
This is going to be a short-ish and sweet li’l piece of writing. Consider it the medium — versus soft or hard — launch of my Substack 🌝

First of all: A HUGE thank you to the 39 incredible people who’ve subscribed to my Substack! 🥳 I’m so thrilled you’ve intentionally joined my journey of learning and growing — as I uncover hidden truths & power and explore radical vulnerability for individual & collective freedom. Just some light touch, chill goals.
And a massive thank you too to the incredibly generous person (you know who you are!) who chose to support me with a monthly pledge of just $5CAD 💸 I can now officially say I am a paid writer thanks to you. And I can now afford half a sandwich or 2/3rds of a latte in Montreal (without a tip), and for that, I am ever grateful.
On that note, vibe shift
We’ve got a new plan, folks: you can expect the official launch of my Substack next week! On Monday, February 10th, I’ll drop my words & images into your inbox and share it for the world to read ☺️🌟
What’s the reason for the delay, you might ask? Sigh. The honest to god truth is that it’s been a very intense last few weeks with ending a job and starting a new one. My little heart, my mind, my soul can only take so much at once 🥺
I could’ve pushed forward and ignored my body. I literally spent all day Saturday as horizontal as humanly possible. I lied in bed, walked around 500 steps (I usually aim for 10k) and even finally watched Fifty Shades of Grey — only 10 years too late. And my god, is that movie absolutely horrible.
I could’ve made good on my promise to really & truly launch my Substack by the time you read this — which is today, Monday, February 3rd.
BUT, if there’s anything I’ve learned in the last two years, it’s that my mental health, well-being, and deep-seated sense of joy/happiness will always, always come before anything else I do in life.
It also struck me: it’s essential that I be strategic about sharing my law school personal statement and what I say about it. Truth is, my personal statement is, indeed, intensely personal and it’s very emotionally intense.
I share about some of the most difficult things I’ve experienced in my life — involving childhood abuse and testifying against my father in court. I need to take care of myself as I invariably relive these experiences when I analyze what makes my personal statement good writing. I also need to take care of you as my readers too.
So that’s why I’m playing hooky 🤙🏼 this week. To prioritize rest. I’m grateful for your understanding, friends and foes.
Catch me in your inbox and on your screens next Monday! 🐳
One thing I love 🤗
Until then, here’s a juicy, soothing, synthy, ambient túne 🍐 that I think y’all will also love — Wild Marionberries by the Portland-based Omni Gardens:
Hope you get lots of rest this coming week,
Yuan
PS. New subscribers now get a fun welcome message and a poem from me. I almost want you to unsubscribe and re-subscribe so you can see it 😊
