● Porch Talk
Grab a coffee, tea, or Pepsi Max (or of course any drink of your choice), sit down on the porch, and let’s talk.
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› EverFlow Was Never Just a Blog
Why I keep documenting my life and share here with you guys..

I mostly document photos for myself — due to me being stressed twenty-four hours, seven days a week, three hundred and sixty-five days a year for the past.. 24 years plus depression — my memory isn’t the best.
I suffer from memory loss and people get mad and annoyed at me in real life when I ask a question, get an answer on it and a few minutes later I ask the same question again. I get it. I would have been annoyed at myself too.
Same goes when I have spoken about something or sent something to my cousin (and best friend) and she says “Emma you have already told that” or “Emma, you sent those yesterday“.
It honestly makes me feel awful. Like I’m stupid (not only when my bestfriend tells me thing but anyone). So I made my blogs (I have blogged on many platforms on different blogs before) to have it as a journal for myself.
That’s what EverFlow was for me — my safe space. My corner where I could write about stuff and things to make me go back in memory and be like “Oh, I remember that time” instead of just looking at pictures.
For you, my documentation might not be anything special, but for me it is. A memory.For example when I go on an adventure with my son, and I write about it here — it’s for me to remember but also to tell people about good moments that have happened.
Normally I only hear negativity — which I have written a lot in EverFlow — so I decided to share more good memories, good moments and moments that genuinely made me happy. Moments where I genuinely feel proud, smile and just feel good.
EverFlow is also a safe space not only for me but for anyone. Sure I share my life here and it’s not as positive from people in real life but I also try to invite you guys to this home — EverFlow.
I rebuilt EverFlow from me me me me to a house, where the porch lights are on, coffee in the pot ready, blankets and candles and everything to make you feel invited.
I may be an odd person. A girl.. no sorry.. a woman with an alternative style but mi casa es su casa or how the Hispanic people say it.
So there is the truth. I suffer from memory loss. I want a safe space. A space where I can be myself. Have a safe space where I don’t get judged. A safe space where I can write about me, my depression, my battles but at the same time share happy moments, proud moments and smiles. Expanding EverFlow so everyone gets their own room in the house.
People are so hung up on followers, likes etc. Do you know what I call every single one of you? My family. EverFlow family. Each and every one who has subscribed to EverFlow is a family member. Not a subscriber, not a follower — a family member. A member of the EverFlow.
Sorry for a long post but I saw this question in a site (I don’t remember which one) and it got me thinking .. Why do I document my life and why do I share it with you. -
› Why I Don’t Feel Like I Belong in Sweden — My Travel Dreams & Bucket List
Not about escaping — it’s about finding where my soul feels at home beyond Sweden
— Porch Talk —
All my life I’ve felt like there is something more out there for me. Discover hidden gems, see how people live in different parts of the world. Explore, discover and experience.
Not in a dramatic “I hate everything here” kind of way (almost though) — I may be born in Sweden but the urge to “escape” is huge.
I want to go all over the world – Spain, Greece, America, Australia, New Zealand, Vietnam, Kenya and so many more places.
I want to see and experience culture, food, streets and everything. Not tourist things but those hidden alleys with stories of each person in each household. See their windows, flowers, garden, back alleys (all this of course without trespassing or being a creep) and see, just their personality.
Traveling, for me, isn’t just about checking off tourist spots and bucket list to be honest — even though I have some special places I wish to go to. It’s about feeling something.
Maybe it looks like escaping. Maybe part of it is. But I think it’s more about searching for something I haven’t found yet.
It’s not about escaping Sweden — it’s about finding the right place for me whether it’s in Norway, Spain or Vietnam or somewhere else.
It’s more about this constant feeling of wanting to explore what exists beyond what I already know.
I want freedom. I want to feel like myself without needing to hide. I want to explore the world together with my son.Maybe that is what I’m searching for — not just places, but pieces of myself.
Explore. See. Feel. Hear. Touch. Breathe.— Question Jar —
● Do you think home is a place, a person, or a feeling?
● Have you ever felt like you were born in the wrong place?● If you could disappear to anywhere for a year — where would you go?
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› Things I Wish People Talked More About — Behind Closed Doors

Not every struggle is visible, and not every smile tells the truth
Today, the world is all about “me, me, me,” money, fame, views, likes, followers, becoming an influencer — which honestly means nothing to me.
What I have noticed is that people don’t talk enough about mental health struggles, bullying, and how deeply those things can affect a person. People are often too afraid to be open about their real life — the struggles, the pain, the things happening behind closed doors. Not everyone fights demons, but you get what I mean.
That’s one reason why I am so open about these things. It’s nothing to hide.
No, I’m not trying to be one of those influencers, advocates, or whatever it’s called.
In EverFlow, as I’ve written in the sidebar, this blog/home is a place where I keep things raw and authentic — no sugarcoating.
One thing I have noticed about depression is how people sometimes distance themselves from you, almost as if depression is contagious. Adult loneliness (and yes, this happens to children and teens too, but I’m speaking from adult experience here) can be incredibly hard. Constantly struggling alone, having no one to talk to, no one to have those deep conversations with.
When in public or around friends, many people with depression tend to mask everything. They act happy, joke around, and behave as if nothing is wrong. But once that shell comes off, they can fall into a very dark place. Sometimes they cry. Sometimes they feel completely numb.
Depression doesn’t always look depressed.
You can smile.
You can laugh.
You can work.
You can joke around.
And still struggle deeply with your mental health.
Mental health struggles aren’t always about depression either — it’s a broad area.
Personally, I struggle with poor mental health for different reasons: grief, trauma, and other painful experiences. One major way it affects me is my energy.
Most people know me as happy, joking Emma — and often that is genuinely me. But the exhaustion is hard to explain. I feel tired all the time, even after sleeping. Sometimes I have no energy to do anything and have to force myself through the day.
Some days are good. Some days are bad.
And that’s not just me — that’s reality for many people.
Mental exhaustion and physical exhaustion often go hand in hand. Some people only have enough energy to do one thing before they completely crash. My best friend / cousin calls this the “spoon theory.” You start the day with a limited number of spoons — each task costs spoons. Sometimes one single thing drains all of them.
And when you’re out of spoons, you’re out.
Another side effect mental health has had on me is memory issues. This is extremely hard both for me and the people around me. Sometimes people brush it off or assume I’m exaggerating.
But I’m not.
I can ask the same question ten times and get the same answer ten times. For me, my brain can feel like a goldfish — I hear it, I listen… and then suddenly, it’s gone.
One thing my best friend once said that stayed with me is that many people with depression become experts at masking reality by saying, “I’m fine,” while carrying something much heavier inside.
Some people struggle with suicidal thoughts — I was one of them.
Some people struggle with self-harm — I was one of them.
These are things happening behind closed doors.
Often, no one knows until it’s too late.
Many people with poor mental health hide who they really are because they’re terrified of becoming a burden. They mask out of fear — fear of judgment, rejection, pity, or being treated differently.
Toxic relationships, family problems, trauma, gaslighting, bullying, grief, shame, and self-hatred are just some of the many things that can contribute to mental struggles.
So remember this:
Just because someone smiles, works, jokes, and shows up doesn’t mean they are okay.
Not everyone shows what is really going on.
I know I didn’t.
And truthfully, I still don’t show everything — out of fear. -
› Why I Dream of Going to Kenya — And Why I Hate Zoos
How about you? Let me know your answer in the comments below — I’d love to read 🖤
— Question Jar —
It’s a lot but here we go with two easy ones.
(AI-generated version of me) What’s something people don’t know about you? Here are two things most people don’t know about me: I dream of going to Kenya to disconnect from technology and spend time near elephants — and I strongly believe wild animals belong in nature, not zoos.
I want to go to Kenya and be technology-free for a week or so. Maybe not completely technology-free since I’d still use my cameras. But no social media, no messages — no nothing.
Why Kenya? Simple answer: elephants.
I love elephants and have since I was a very young toddler. I used to have around 200 porcelain, wooden, and jade elephant statues, but sadly I had to get rid of most of them.
I’ve always wanted to see elephants with my own eyes. Sure, I have seen them — twice.
I cried the first time I saw them, both out of happiness and sadness.
The second time I saw them, I got angry.
Seeing them locked up in a zoo — not just elephants, but all animals — and not being in their natural habitat makes me incredibly upset.
Sanctuaries are great for protecting and helping animals, but zoos? Na.
I wish they were illegal.
I’m so happy the EU made it illegal for circuses to have animals, and I wish that mindset would continue when it comes to zoos too.
So I guess that’s actually two things:
● One — I want to go to Kenya and disconnect from technology for a while.
● Two — I hate zoos.
What’s something people don’t know about you?