7th January 2025
Happy New Year! May 2025 bring peace and tranquility to Earth. ☘
2024 was the most chaotic year of my life. I remember starting the year on the wrong foot—I was in such a bad place and it only got worse as the weeks went by. I think I touched my lowest point in March, when I was completely lost and isolated in a foreign country with no friends, no social interactions, no true hospitality for the depressed-ass student I was. I had hoped that traveling to a city known for its jovial atmosphere would help me absorb all the positive energy surrounding me. Instead, each time I went outside, I felt a huge distance grow wider between me and reality, a distance so painful to acknowledge that I often cried in the middle of the streets as I wondered if my personal bubble had grown so big that I could never get out of it. I spent my days confined in my austere room, either sleeping or crying. These moments of despair were all interspersed with moments of bliss when I returned to Paris to spend some time with my boyfriend. Oh Lord, I never missed Paris—my dear, my cherished, my beloved Paris—as much as I did in early 2024. I took advantage of any opportunity to return to my oh-so-treasured city and its melancholic mood. And of course, none of this would have been possible without my significant other, this godsent human who welcomed my fragile soul with all the gentleness and love of the world. He definitely is my highlight of the year.
To sum up, 2024 was the year of: veganism (I was already kind of a vegetarian for some years, but I got radicalized after I tried the Veganuary challenge), the most beautiful relationship of my life and... rock climbing! I've finally had a taste of freedom after fighting for so long and I'm not planning on giving it up anytime soon.
I'd like 2025 to be the year of love. I wish for my mind to be as light as a feather, for my soul to be purified of the smallest ounce of hate and bitterness, and for my ego to be as insignificant as it ought to be.
2024 was the most chaotic year of my life. I remember starting the year on the wrong foot—I was in such a bad place and it only got worse as the weeks went by. I think I touched my lowest point in March, when I was completely lost and isolated in a foreign country with no friends, no social interactions, no true hospitality for the depressed-ass student I was. I had hoped that traveling to a city known for its jovial atmosphere would help me absorb all the positive energy surrounding me. Instead, each time I went outside, I felt a huge distance grow wider between me and reality, a distance so painful to acknowledge that I often cried in the middle of the streets as I wondered if my personal bubble had grown so big that I could never get out of it. I spent my days confined in my austere room, either sleeping or crying. These moments of despair were all interspersed with moments of bliss when I returned to Paris to spend some time with my boyfriend. Oh Lord, I never missed Paris—my dear, my cherished, my beloved Paris—as much as I did in early 2024. I took advantage of any opportunity to return to my oh-so-treasured city and its melancholic mood. And of course, none of this would have been possible without my significant other, this godsent human who welcomed my fragile soul with all the gentleness and love of the world. He definitely is my highlight of the year.
To sum up, 2024 was the year of: veganism (I was already kind of a vegetarian for some years, but I got radicalized after I tried the Veganuary challenge), the most beautiful relationship of my life and... rock climbing! I've finally had a taste of freedom after fighting for so long and I'm not planning on giving it up anytime soon.
I'd like 2025 to be the year of love. I wish for my mind to be as light as a feather, for my soul to be purified of the smallest ounce of hate and bitterness, and for my ego to be as insignificant as it ought to be.