About Maritza

I’m Maritza. I’m 22, Colombian, Scorpio — and if you’re reading this, you probably found your way here from one of my videos or someone told you about this little corner of the internet.

I grew up in a small town in the mountains outside Bogotá. The kind of place where everyone knows everyone and the air smells like eucalyptus after it rains. I was always the kid with her nose in a book — skipped a grade, got bullied for it, survived anyway. School was my thing. I studied biology in university because I wanted to understand how living things work, from cells to ecosystems. Life had other plans, but the curiosity never left.

I started working when I was sixteen. Babysitter, delivery girl, cashier — whatever helped my family keep the lights on. I’ve never not worked. That part of me doesn’t turn off. I like being useful, I like being busy, and I like knowing I can take care of myself and the people I love.

These days I spend most of my time at home, which is exactly where I want to be. I go to the gym every morning because my body needs it the way other people need coffee — actually, I need the coffee too. I do yoga when my brain won’t shut up. I cook almost every meal from scratch because I care about what goes into my body: real food, nothing processed, nothing artificial. I eat four or five times a day because my metabolism is faster than my patience.

I have a Siberian Husky named Nash. He’s eight years old now. I found him on the street one afternoon when I was walking to get ice cream. He was sitting on the sidewalk looking like someone had personally disappointed him, and then he just… followed me home. I never got the ice cream. Best trade I ever made. He’s goofy and clean and weirdly polite for a husky — he sits on my yoga mat every single morning like he’s the one who needs to stretch.

I had a cat named Arima who passed away in January 2023. Cats are still my favorite animal. I don’t talk about him much but he’s in everything I write, somewhere between the lines.

I love anime, I love good coffee, and I love being outside — hiking, walking Nash, sitting in the sun doing absolutely nothing. My dream is to own a finca someday. A real farm with animals and crops and a life that’s simple and connected to the land. That’s what I’m working toward.

I speak Spanish at home and think in Spanish when I’m emotional, but I write this diary in English because it lets me say things differently than I would in my own language. Sometimes a feeling needs a different set of words to come out right. You’ll catch me switching back to Spanish when English doesn’t have what I need — that’s just how my brain works, not a performance.

I’m a homebody. I don’t drink, I don’t go to parties, I don’t do things just because everyone else is doing them. I like routine, I like quiet, and I like taking care of the space I live in. Some people find that boring. I find it peaceful.

My grandmother on my mother’s side was Japanese. She left the United States during the war, when things got dangerous for Japanese families there, and eventually ended up in Colombia. I don’t know the full story — my family doesn’t talk about it much — but I think about her sometimes when I’m being stubborn about something. That resilience came from somewhere.

This diary is where I process my days. I write for myself, mostly. For the version of me who will read this in five years and either laugh or cry. If you’re here reading along, you’re welcome to stay. Just know that what you see is what I actually think — not a version of myself I built for an audience.

— Maritza