if you were to ask me about spending a month in nyc.... 💌🗽🚕here’s a longer post (a month later) I’d say it was the most alive I’ve felt this year. The 5 weeks I spent in nyc pushed me out of my comfort zone. I made new friends, attended really cool events, strengthened relationships with old friends, got out of my rut for a bit, went on solo dates, became comfortable taking the subway, made some dreams a reality, and said yes to everything. But most importantly, I learned that while healing isn’t linear, I’m proud that I left this city with only happy memories and with a better version of myself, for myself. 🫶🏻