This time last year, I was on my second month of my new job; Freshly graduated and was being an employee for the first time. I met a bunch of new people that have since become my friends, it's crazy how a year has changed my entire relationship with the people I have worked with. And it's even crazier how a year has brought many new people into my life that have since become some of the most important souls to me.
Two-thousand seventeen was the year of a new beginning, the year of new friendships, the year of new kinds of love, the year of good memories and (perhaps recklessly) leaping of faith. I have met beautiful people with so many different stories, few have become my closest ones. And of all those few, one in particular has had the biggest influence on how I see and perceive things.
There have been lessons in patience, in understanding, and in being happy, but most importantly, a lesson in being in touch with my feelings and being able to open up and letting myself cry. I have never been opened and being able to let my feelings out to anyone, until I met this one beautiful soul. Having a heart so big and love as deep as the ocean, this one has built a shelter for me to safely let out all emotions, and I am still sad that my home had to move so faraway; You are a very good friend of mine and I thank you.
Being in touch with my feelings feel very new and peculiar, I have been a train-wreck full of emotions since the beginning of the year, and to be able to feel is still not my favorite concept. I worry too much and I think of the unknown. It's pointless really, but since I let myself to feel, I have also let myself to build anxiety that have come and gone a few times now. I am still learning to let go of control and to not worry of the unknown, to not be affected by feelings that would bring me down, and to get up on my feet when I'm shoved down.
Logically, I know what make sense, but streams of emotions have sometimes drifted me into a pool of unsettling sadness and anxiousness. I have no idea of what two-thousand eighteen would bring me, but I'm pretty sure it will be a year full of lessons of handling myself and my emotions. The unknown scares me still, but the people and love I have found are making it a bit less scary.
Photography by: Michelle Sal. / iPhone 7