Resilience isn’t just strength—it’s survival. And while it’s shaped us, it’s also exhausted us. After my mom died, people kept telling me how strong I was. But all I could think was: I wish I didn’t have to be.

Instead of praising resilience, remind people they don’t have to be strong. Celebrate their rest as much as their survival. Let them exist without expectation.

How do you choose between two lives when both feel right? When your heart belongs to multiple places, every decision feels impossible. Here’s the bittersweet truth of loving many homes but never fully belonging to one.

Sometimes, starting over feels like failure—but it’s not. Every new beginning builds on the wisdom and resilience gained from past experiences. This post is a reflection on letting go of unrealistic expectations, embracing rest as a form of progress, and reclaiming yourself after challenging times. Whether you’re healing, rebuilding, or simply feeling stuck, remember: you’re already further along than you think.

Reflecting on the transformative journey of a year, from the struggles of solo travel and healing from past trauma to rediscovering home and community in unexpected places. Join Hunter as they share the emotional decision to return home and the milestones that shaped their path in Australia.