I’m a fitness trainer. For many people, that immediately creates an image — perfect body, endless energy, strict routines. The reality is a little different.

I’ve started thinking about old age more often than I used to. Not with fear — with realism.

I registered on this site only a few days ago. No long story behind it. Just a clear decision.

There are moments when you suddenly realize how much time has passed. Not in a dramatic way. Just quietly.

I’m a widow. I say it calmly now, but I know how heavy this word sounds to others. For many people, it comes with assumptions before questions. With silence instead of curiosity.

Losing someone close changes the way you see everyday life.

Life in South America is not what most people imagine from photos.

This decision didn’t come from one bad day or a sudden emotion. It formed slowly.

This is not something I talk about lightly. Wanting children isn’t a trend for me, and it’s not a reaction to age or pressure. It’s a feeling that has become clearer with time.

Let me be direct. Age changed the way people look at me.

I know how people see me.

For a long time, I had one very clear dream — to see the mountains up close.

This is not something I planned. It just became part of my routine.

For most of my life, sport was not just something I did. It was who I was.

Soon, I will step onto a theater stage.

People Often Look at Me Differently Because I’m a Black Woman

Living in South America has taught me many things. Warm evenings. Open people. Fruit that actually tastes like fruit. But there is one thing I still haven’t fully accepted — winter without snow.

I’ve been thinking a lot about this year and what I actually want from it. Not emotionally, not “inspired by a quote,” but realistically.

I don’t recommend it to everyone.

At some point, I got tired of complicated people.