I cried my eyes out
Hello there,
I spent all day yesterday watching (bad) movies.
You know...
The predictable kind.
Happy endings.
Everything tied up with a bow.
The cinematic equivalent of a warm blanket.
After a long season at sea and with another one just days away, I wanted that soft, fluffy comfort only a cheesy movie can give.
Until one of them blindsided me.
What I thought would be a romcom happily-ever-after turned into a crash course in three truths:
Life can change in the blink of an eye.
Nothing happens unless you’re open to it.
Putting yourself out there is the only way to actually live fully.
And I found myself crying like the world was ending.
And maybe, for a few minutes, it was.
I let the tension of the last few weeks drain out.
Felt grateful for what I have.
Grieved what I don’t.
And I let myself break.
Not forever, just long enough to feel it all.
I thought I wanted comfort.
Turns out I needed the reminder that resilience isn’t just grit...
It’s knowing when to let go.
Thanks for reading 🖤
Aitana
P.S. What movie broke you apart?
Send me an email to hello@aitanaforcen.com, I’d love to know.
