But I guess it wasn't ever a clear break, was it? It was one of those 'hey, I just need some space' situations.

Here's the deal.

When looking back on the past few years, there have been some absolute, wonderful, dream-come-true, blissful times. And there have been some devastating, what-am-I-going-to-do, lost, confused, and broken times, too.

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So the mixture of those led to me wanting to share the highest-highs, but wanting to hide away the lowest-lows.

I needed time to breathe, to grieve. I needed to take a step back and evaluate. I needed to pick up the pieces and start building a new home for my heart and lay a new path for my feet to navigate.

But I miss you. I miss creating content. I miss sharing my life and the ups-and-downs that come along with day-to-day stuff. I miss being me.

Now as life has started to settle once more, I feel me coming back. And what a glorious feeling it is. 

While the saying goes that 'time heals all wounds', what I believe truly heals is the choice to continue. To walk the million emotional miles it takes to deal with it all. To identify in the wreckage what's salvagable and what can be left behind. To build anew. 

And that's what I've chosen to do.

None of it has been easy, but all of it has been worth it.

So even though my life looks different, I'm surrounded by people with a different accent to mine, there's a 5 hour time difference between me and my best friend, I live in a 'flat', and my last name will change before the end of the year, I'm still me.

The girl who loves singing along to Disney songs.

The girl who bakes plate-sized cookies.

The girl who loves cozy games as much as getting headshots.

The girl who will always choose something in the color pink.

The girl with a corgi-shaped shadow.

The girl who can never decide what to do with her hair.

The girl who loves to laugh.

The girl who will always embrace being herself... being Cait B.

C x