For months, I felt watched.
Not touched. Not approached.
Just… observed.

I noticed him more than once.
On familiar streets.
Across the road.
Always at a distance, always silent.
No words, no actions — just a presence that made me walk faster and look over my shoulder.

It changes you.
You start planning routes.
You stop wearing headphones.
You become careful even on days that should feel normal.

Nothing dramatic happened — and I’m grateful for that.
But the feeling stayed.
That quiet tension.
That awareness you never asked for.

So when I think about 2026, my wish is very simple.

I hope it will be adequate.
Calm.
Normal.

I want to walk through the city without calculating every step.
I want to feel invisible again — in a good way.
Free. Relaxed. Safe in my own rhythm.

I believe the new year can reset more than dates.
It can return trust.
Lightness.
The feeling that the world is not watching — but living.

In 2026, I want to focus on real things:
warm conversations, honest smiles, men who are open and respectful.
Not shadows. Not fear. Not tension.

I’m ready to leave that year behind.
And step into one that finally feels peaceful.