my sister went upstairs to get dressed, and for the first time in years, I started crying. I felt scared and hopeless and overwhelmed, everything I didn't want to feel for so long. I shut down after crying for about 30 seconds.

i met him in january, the 27th to be exact. let's call him jonas. he was pretty much everything my teenage self would be afraid of — he was loud, confident, unfiltered and flirty. we looked in each other's eyes, and there was something special there. it was a mutual attraction.

so we've officially made it to 2/3 of the trip. it feels surreal sometimes, like everything happening is a movie I'm watching. anyway, here are some highlights: - split my pants in two during a panick attack while rock climbing (my personal favorite)- pressed charges for barrel dogs (very out of comfort, but was really proud!)- hitchhiked...

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i once again am giving myself mental breakdowns left and right that involve crying in hotel rooms, on the street and in the train.

(i didnt edit this, and you can tell lol. but i just wanted to write down the thoughts I've been having these past weeks like they came.)

monday 27/03/2023
on march 8th, we wanted to go to Rocher de Falize, a spot not far from malmedy where you had a great view. but as we were walking towards malmedy, the weather started to get a lot worse, so we decided to get some groceries instead. i only had a little backpack on my shoulders, but...