




Greetings, traveler! If you've stumbled upon my page, it's truly a wonder—there's no explicit content, no polished photos, no throngs of followers here. In fact, that’s exactly why I created this account. This space is for me. No one knows me here.
I’m 26 and still a student, with a degree in biology behind me and two years of medical university under my belt. I've always worked hard, making study and achievement my top priorities. Yet, despite my efforts, I've never been the best or even satisfied with my results. Recently, I became seriously ill and had to take a break from my studies. Now, at best, I won’t finish medical school until after I turn 30.
I’m 26 and have less than 100 euros in my bank account. I’m 26 and live with my mother. I’m 26 and have no hobbies. I’m 26, and to everyone else, I’m the determined, optimistic one—the unbreakable, dragon-hearted woman. But somewhere along the way, I think I cracked inside.
On the upside, I now have a year to face the emptiness, to search for whatever “self” there is to find. I feel no enthusiasm; it feels like even here, I’m bound to fail. But I still want to take small steps in the right direction. Here, no one knows me. I just want to try recording my thoughts, sharing photos of things I find beautiful. Maybe a selfie or two. I want to see myself as beautiful.
Sadness brings us to strange places.