Even with deep wounds in your heart, happiness is always within reach.
This is my very first newsletter.
How do you overcome emotional wounds and reclaim a life of happiness?
I'd like to share my own experiences and thoughts, from childhood through to where I am today.
We have to make a conscious decision to change ourselves.
What first brought me to that conviction was… A feeling that something was off.
This first issue gets a little poetic — I hope you'll stay with me.
This is my personal opinion, but I believe that
“humans are merely beings; there is no meaning to their existence..” Just my take.
Of course, I understand the urge to search for a "reason to live."
But if there is one meaning to our lives, I think it's this: we have to become ourselves.
Hmm…
At a certain point in my life, a certain feeling crept over me
— Wait, where do I belong?
I had no place of my own. It was more like I had wandered into somewhere completely unfamiliar.
The best way I can describe it: imagine a fish that has strayed from its own kind and gotten lost in a flock of birds. (In this story, I'm the fish 😢)
I'm not sure I can fully put it into words, but it felt like I had drifted away from the warm, familiar place I'd known as a child — and ended up somewhere strange, completely alone. And for years and years, I have been in a place that was never really mine.
I didn't know how to find my way back.
Where had my people gone? Where was the place I truly belonged? Every person I met felt somehow off, somehow foreign. For so long, I was lost — a wanderer in a place I didn't recognize.
I didn't know where to go. I didn't know who I was supposed to be, how I was supposed to act, or how many hollow smiles I'd have to wear. I was stuck. And I was alone.
Truly alone — unable to connect with anyone, unable to ask for help.
And that was where my journey back to myself began.