Dear Diary, Let’s rewind and start from the very beginning.  My, I’d call it „womanhood“ or „intense adulting“- story starts in the summer of 2018 — London. The birth of my first daughter. After I gave birth, something shifted — not only in my body, but in the way the world looked at me. Suddenly, I felt like I had disappeared. Most of the people around me — nurses, doctors, friends, family — asked about the baby first. Is she healthy? Is she feeding? Is she sleeping? Almost

Before you read my story, I want to tell you why I’m writing it now. I am not writing this from the middle of the storm. I am writing this from what came after. I am a mother. I am a woman who nearly died. I am a woman who put her career aside, along with some of her illusions and parts of her identity, to create a family and who is now slowly beginning to rebuild herself. During the summer of 2025, I didn’t know if I would make it — physically or mentally. I went through mor