15/12/2025
9 years ago, I was coming out of one of the toughest, longest depressions of my life.
My best friend from college had asked me to go on a Eurotrip with her. I had hesitated because I was still in my funk and didn’t think I’d be good company.. she said, maybe it’ll help. I went on the trip, and even extended it to visit another friend in Switzerland.
I was still hurting, you can see it in my face.. but I managed to smile anyway.
And something cracked open.
I didn’t know it then, but that trip re-planted a dream.. a quiet one.. of going back to Europe and building a life there.
Today, I’m sitting in Spain, 7 years into a life I once imagined while living at my parent’s house and feeling like I was just surviving.
This is your reminder:
You don’t have to feel “better” for your life to start changing.
Sometimes the gate opens while you’re still healing 🤍
This year, being the 9th year, was another one which called for a lot of healing, rest, reflection, resets, transformation, but I can’t wait to see what it will bring in the next year! 🐎