07/10/2026
In 2024 life stopped me in my tracks
I’d had a benign tumor removed from my breast in a minor operation — supposedly nothing to worry about after. A year later, small lumps covered the same breast. Same tumor, but a rare, barely-researched type, and given how it had spread, no one could guarantee it wouldn’t turn malignant. My doctors recommended a preventive mastectomy. The shock was brutal — a huge injustice, and a decision I struggled with deeply. But we went ahead, which meant a strict two-month pause.
Luckily, everything went well, but suddenly I found myself at home, alone, with absolutely nothing to do but rest and recover. Going from the frantic pace of university and photography, working every weekend, never letting my mind rest (it was always buzzing) to being immobilized with so much empty time ahead was an incredibly hard experience. I realized I was completely exhausted, on the verge of full burnout, and that keeping up that pace long-term was simply impossible.
Those months were a nightmare and, at the same time, a gift from life. Through therapy, meditation, and exercise, I understood a lot of things — above all, that life isn’t just about work, and that I needed to make a change.
I’ve been sharing pieces of my story over here in the past weeks.
If you have a moment and want to read it all in one go, the full story is up on the blog (link in bio) ✨
