you're so brave! you're so resilient! 

you grew up from a girl to a woman, without even notice. It passed so fast, a lifetime happened in those 2 years of living in a huge city. you found friendships that turned into family, under hard times. 

you lived almost alone, in a house of poor conditions, and battled the beggining of anxiety and panic attacks. that was just part of your erasmus, because you also found your people, traveled, laught, cried and lived. you went out of your comfort zone, you left behind your dream life. an heart full of fears, but once you started the new chapter, the magic started to happen. deep down in your soul, you knew that you needed to be living there! 

you invested in yourself and got to go under the surface. all those masks felt on the floor and you could finally be yourself.

you went back to live with friends, a better house, the bedroom of your dreams since a child, an amazing enviroment with the girls. the first baby steps of being an adult, an grown up. already knowing how much it hurt being so far away from the loved ones, but still having the courage to go and try it!

you created a queendom, and the tradition continued... and you're still remembered. battling with anxiety and depression, but in your first real job, receiving money that you could finally use it and give yourself what you wanted and needed, your child and teen are so happy with that. You we're being true to yourself, and just be proud, because takes spirit.

the witch.

and then life took another turn. you moved to a small and tourist city, slow living, away from your friends. not living alone anymore. a new work enviroment, more time spent on the transports than before. so much to re-adjust, barely no time to stop and process.

oh babygirl, of course that you can cry, feel nostalgic, lonely and isolated, be bitter and sad.

you never let yourself grief for the life you had and the person you we're. that leads to feel frustration, jeaulous and numb emotions.