on the mend.

Hi.

I'm not sure what to write. There seem to not be enough words of encouragement that could brace you for what is coming.

You've just turned 20 and it's gonna be magical year. You're gonna wish 21 would be the same. It won't. It was bad but could be worse. I know that for sure because...

22 was an apocalypse.

It started with you blasting "22" by Taylor Swift. Preparing for your university exchange. Getting a bit crazy from all this lockdown but it's bearable. Until it's not.

So you go to the north, on the adventure of your lifetime.

You break down completely. For the first time in your life there is no silver lining. There is no hope. You wanna give up and you feel so so ashamed for being this way.

You don't get up from bed for days.

You reach the critical point where you wish morning never comes.

But it does. And it's scary.

I'm not gonna lie - it's gonna be tough. It will take much more strength than you had. Yet somehow you found it.

So you go to therapy. You cry, you don't sleep, you don't eat but you're still standing.

You're the life of the party. Then the party is over and so are you but not entirely.

You still fight even though you didn't know this at that time.

Then you met Him.

And He's woven from the dreams. And you get up because you want to grab that carrot cake with Him. You dress up because you wanna look pretty again. You smile without hurting your cheeks.

And you sleep well for the first time in months.

I'm not gonna say that you are you again. You're still on the mend. But it's less dark.

You see the future again.

And we're excited to see what happens next.