It’s finally here: the moment I allow myself to connect with my inner reality. This is the kind of reality I’ve been scared to uncover, simply because I have no idea where this journey will lead.

Diving deep into my feelings always felt like too much work. My life was already confusing enough; why add more layers? The process of untangling my thoughts seemed demanding, uncomfortable, and draining – truly unworthy of my time and attention.

And then there were “they.” The faceless “they” – anyone and everyone, yet their heavy presence in my daily life often distorts reality and fuels self-doubt.

There was also that nagging thought: “Let me figure out my life, gain more experience, and then I’ll have profound lessons to share.” Well, I’m 35 now, and I still have a lot to figure out. Since the “perfect time” seems to never arrive, I guess I’ll start today.

So, consider these lines an invitation to a journey. I don’t know the destination, but it’s time I set off. I have no plan, no committed timeline, and no specific end goal, but I promise it will be interesting (at least in my mind!).

If you find yourself passing by, take a look, see where we are, feel with me, smile with me, and then return to your own reality. If you relate to this journey, I’m glad I could put words to feelings you’ve experienced. If not, you are still absolutely welcome.

What I love most about this is that I owe it to myself, and I truly love being here.

Karibu, and let’s make it possible…