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The Earthy Empath, Constanta (2026)

28/08/2026

Working 9–5 and trying to build a better life after work is exhausting.

There are so many nights when I just want to stay still.

And sometimes, I do.

But I keep reminding myself that I’m not building this life because it’s easy. I’m building it because I want to be free.

My partner once said:

“Your goals don’t care how you feel.”

Harsh? Maybe. 😆

But it stuck with me.

Because I can be tired. I can have bad days. I can rest.

I just don’t want one tired day to decide my future.

So I keep choosing the version of me who is building something different.

Even when it’s messy.
Even when it’s slow.
Even when I don’t feel like it.

Because the future I want is worth showing up for. 🌱

Same day. Different decisions.

Day 4/21 of

24/08/2026

I’m 28 and I’m a bit embarrassed to admit that:

1) I thought I’d have my life figured out by 28.

I spent so much time comparing my timeline to everyone else’s that I forgot life isn’t a race. I’m learning that being “behind” only exists when you measure your life against somebody else’s.

2) I spent years thinking I just needed to become better at tolerating a life that didn’t feel like mine.

I thought being exhausted was just what adulthood looked like. Now I’m questioning why we’re taught to build a life around surviving the week and recovering at the weekend.

3) I’ve delayed so many things because I was scared they wouldn’t be good enough.

I’ve realised perfectionism doesn’t always look like working harder. Sometimes it looks like never starting because you don’t want anyone to see you be a beginner.

4) I used to think wanting financial freedom made me greedy.

Now I see money differently. I don’t want wealth just to have more things. I want enough freedom to choose how I spend my time, look after the people I love, create something meaningful and live a life that actually feels like mine.

5) Sometimes I’m more afraid of wasting my potential than I am of failing.

Because failing would at least mean I tried. The thought of waking up years from now and knowing I kept myself small because I was scared? That scares me much more.

6) I get angry about how normal we’ve made an unhappy life.

We’re told to accept burnout, overworking, constant consumption and never having enough time as if they’re just unavoidable parts of adulthood.
And sometimes I wonder whether one person can really make a difference. But I’m learning that changing the world doesn’t always start loudly. Sometimes it starts with refusing to accept what you’ve been told is normal.

7) I’m still figuring out who I am.

For so long I thought I needed to have a perfectly defined career, purpose, business, identity and five-year plan.
Now I’m realising that becoming yourself isn’t something you finish. Maybe growing means giving yourself permission to change your mind and fail from time to time.

Maybe I’m not behind.

Maybe I’m just b