Every morning I woke up with an internal question: “Are you even sure that I haven’t made a mistake?”
But then the everyday life began. Clients. The salon. Laughter. The first Polish coffee on the run. Texting with friends from Ukraine. And suddenly… loneliness didn’t scare me anymore. It became space. Pauses between breaths. I began to listen to myself. To look where I wanted to go. What hurts. What makes me happy.
I realized that loneliness is not an enemy. It’s a coach. It teaches you to be yourself without support. It teaches you to enjoy moments, even if you share them only with yourself. It teaches you to cook dinner for yourself not “on the run,” but with love.
And yet… sometimes I dream that someone would look into this space. Stay. Quietly. Calmly. Not to save. But to be. Do you know how to be next to a woman who is not afraid to be alone?