Every year, I expect fewer and fewer gifts and more and more happiness. Peace, warmth, sincere words. I used to crave wild parties, but now I want only my people. Those with whom I can be myself without filters or makeup, with whom I can be silent and still feel.

This year, I made not a wish, but a feeling - to be in harmony. With myself, with the world, with everything that's happening. To stop comparing myself to others and stop being afraid to go my own way. Sometimes success isn't about resounding victories, but about waking up in the morning with a smile and gratitude.

And yes, on this day, I allow myself a little magic. Even if it's raining outside, it means renewal is underway. Let old friends call - it means they still remember. Let there be a little sadness - it means there's still soul.

Thank you to everyone who's been there. And to myself - for not giving up, even when it's hard.