Three years after my breakup, I rebuilt myself — my confidence, my family’s financial condition, my self-respect, and my self-love. My solo trips changed me completely and gave me a bigger perspective on life. Now, I don’t just want to heal anymore… I want to see the world. 🌍

My mind is trash. A visual representation of my adhd.

My love, mijn schatje. R. (1989-2026) 💔.

The only way to live

Need a hug and a boy fr🫠

Change.

This is so real for me. Never felt that anyone wants me for who I am. Always feeling I’m not enough, there’s always guys that’s better than me and more lovable. But. I am lovable. I am enough. But just not for anybody else. 😔