A weight has been lifted. I am free again.
I am constantly looking for freedom. If I settle, I feel the urge to scape.
The last two years have been some of the hardest. Work and study filled up every moment of my life and left me feeling alone and exhausted. But the only way I was able to survive the incredible amount of stress that accompanied me during this time, was the constant reminder of my goal. My mission in life: To help others. This year I learned some of the most important lessons of my life.
My journey, or my road to fulfillment as I call it, has started the day I was born. Everything, absolutely everything I lived formed this journey.
From the struggle to leave my home in Buenos Aires, passing through the difficult challenges in New Orleans, from the uneasy start in Italy to the comfortable but unfulfilling life in Amsterdam.
Every step of the ladder I kept looking up, sometimes exhausted, sometimes depleted, depressed and hopeless, but I still going up. Some steps were lighter and others very hard to take, feeling like my legs were made of iron. But I never stopped.
And as I sit at this sunny terrace in one of my favorite places in the world, I feel fulfilled. Not because I have reached my objectives yet, but because I am on my way. Because I know there is nothing that can stop me.
I am on the way of my road to fulfillment. Next stop: the world.
With Love from Marrakech ❤