This is me burnt, exhausted and grounded. Not really caring about how I look is a growing up point for me I believe. I never could have believed I would go to a foreign land on my own with some strangers bonded by all of our love for nature. It was a dream to be so independent. But finally being that literal independent woman I realise theres much more to the story. To be free we need to accept us as a whole. All the achievements and their consequences and the toll it takes. In all the way we have messed up ourselves. Because the last person you want to disappoint is really yourself, that you didn’t do enough. 6000ft up it’s not the weight of the body that keeps you dragging down, it’s all the baggage you have from your past lives.