I had an amazing time in New York hanging out with people I deeply love, and recovering a little from the post-move craziness. I am not sure if I can ever step back on American soil again (sigh visa), but someone once told me life is long, and maybe I’ll live long enough to see a world united without borders.
I am sure the sadness of leaving permanently will catch up with me. However, I am not the first human being to leave a place of belonging and safety in pursuit of a different trajectory to one’s story. I will truly miss the generous, adventurous spirit of the US and her people. I am thankful for the love and privilege given to me during my short but very meaningful stay, and I will carry this memory with me for the rest of my life. True love transcends physical boundaries.
Thank you, and goodbye. I am leaving a place that has nurtured me into someone who believes I am capable of surviving without it—my external source of safety and strength.
Ultimately, I aspire to be a person who does not require external conditions to realize my existence — power is at its most powerful when it is not needed.
on agency and self-love