I’m losing hope, just kind of generally
It has been 5.5 years, and I want to list a few things that have happened:
I started going to therapy
My dirtbag ex and I broke up
I started keeping a gratitude journal and writing notes to people I loved
I moved into a house with actual windows, closer to the mountains and with friends who cared about me
I got a promotion at work
I got out of debt and started saving money in a meaningful, intentional way
I backpacked for a week through the jungle in South America
I visited Paris
I camped in a bioreserve in Mexico
I fell back in love with photography
I started visiting museums at least once per month and allowed myself to explore different interests
I got to a point where I was hiking multiple times each week
I quit my job to take a contract in Antarctica
I lived in Antarctica for a full year
I fell in love with a person who adventures the same way I do
I road tripped around New Zealand and visited Fiji
I made peace with my mom and got some needed closure
I thought I had lost hope, but hope was always there. My community helped me act on it!












