I think I need to go offline for a while. Somewhere between blogging, scrolling, creating and constantly thinking about what comes next, I lost track of who I am when nobody’s watching. So I’m logging off a little and trying to find her again.
Reflecting on past versions of yourself can be heartbreaking—especially after deep loss. This honest journal-style entry explores grief, identity, therapy, and the quiet courage it takes to keep going when you barely recognize yourself.
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