When I booked my trip to PHL in July to celebrate my dear friend’s 40th birthday, I had no idea how serendipitous the timing would be nor how impactful the time away would be. It was booked solely to celebrate her, yet in the space of that gesture I gave myself a bigger gift: time away at a pivotal moment.
Last year, I chose to protect certain aspects of a journey that broke me. The journey was not a secret, but I chose not to share it super publicly. I also chose to end it in a way that felt right to me at the time. I wanted out and I knew what it would take to end it quickly and swiftly. I still feel confident that the way I ended it was right last year.