This first year was both the worst and the most beautiful of my life.
I have never felt so much like I was both finding and losing myself. I crossed paths with souls that lit up my world, and let go of others I thought would never leave.
I learned to cherish solitude, to love my own presence -yet I think I’ve never hated myself more
I don’t quite know what I’m taking away from it all, but I know I’ve come out of it with more - so much more.
And so, that was my first year.