Over the past seven years of my personal life, I have been fighting blood shedding external and internal wars. For a long time, I thought I was some kind of monster. Each and every single moment and individual that has sculpted my life, has taught me great lessons on what it means to be human. I have finally arrived at the shore very recently: at the hands of the massive breaking down and uprooting of everything I have ever known. Healing and recovery is always possible. Even when it seems utterly inconceivable and unattainable. The journey is one of chaos, of imperfection and mistakes, yet it’s one where there is a light at the end. And maybe the light is simply that surfacing is possible. <3
