today marks 2 years since I was attacked whilst sitting down having dinner with a friend February 10th will always feel heavy every year, knowing what I went through but I also feel proud of the journey I have been on I remember flying home from visiting Dano who lived in England at the time and having a knot in my stomach about landing in the country I loved and lived in. A country that I usually would’ve had such a sense of comfort landing in, felt so alien and scary to me. I thought I would never feel genuinely happy again or have any feeling of safety. I wish I could go back and promise her that she will feel so much happiness again. For a long time I was scared of everything and everyone, things I never would’ve second guessed I found myself overthinking. I felt weak and it took so much pushing myself to make sure that I didn’t feel like that forever. I’m so grateful for the beautiful community I have on here and my family, friends and Dano for supporting me in ways you don’t even realise. For anyone going through trauma or problems of any kind who feels like they have lost themselves in the process, I promise you that you will get yourself back and you will be shining brighter than ever✨ To more happiness and more life🤍