So here I am after a long break. Life always goes on and I am sure that some people forgot about me while others still remember me and maybe wondered what happened.
Long story short I decided to leave my country in the pursuit of a different way of living. In my mind I had the perfect plan and everything should have gone smooth and easy. But it didn't. Life and the big Universe showed me, once again, how the most certain thing in life is change.
I will not go into details for the moment as it still takes me time to process a lot of the things which happened abroad. Being a foreigner in a place where you don't speak their language is hard. Being betrayed by someone you trust in no man's land is even harder. But life is just like this, unpredictable. And that is ok.
For the moment I am slowly regaining balance and I am grateful that I am continuously learning about being resilient.
I started to get closer to my dream of becoming a tattoo artist by being put in very difficult situations abroad. I thought I knew rock bottom at my beauty salon where I had to live. But the last month proved me there is always a new rock bottom to reach . Hilariously sad, being betrayed, backstabbed, abandoned and then saved showed me that I can cope with adversity even miles away from my country. I am proud of myself, I am a strong woman and a tough cookie.
I am grateful that I can focus for the moment on tattoing on fake skin, slowly getting to know my machine. For me this is the therapy I need in dificult times. Yes, I've got a tattoo machine. Yay! Through art I heal and I regain balance. I am so happy that I packed my painting stuff and books as they help me remain creative.
I am healthy and I feel like I have learned so much in my experience abroad that I can now look back and just smile at how the Universe has this magic trick of always hiding a diamond in a pile of...shit. Yes, because shit happens in life all of the time and there are valuable lessons to learn from each experience.
I am trying to make peace with some things from the past and to bury deep some feelings. With time it will get better I suppose. I am focusing on myself and my healing and my plans for the future. For the moment being able to wake up and put my hands on a tattoo machine is my magic pill.
I am in a beautiful area surrounded by forests and I feel a sense of calm knowing I can follow the routine I had back home by walking in the woods. This might be permanent or I might change my place again. Who knows...Life is a like a box of chocolate, filled with surprises.
I'll stop here as I feel that it is enough information about everything and nothing in one post after my absence. I am grateful I have this place to go back to, knowing that my feelings will be forever stored in here.
It feels nice to be able to call one place home....glad to be back in my Hive.
My future posts will be about my tattoing progress, which I am pretty stoked about.
