More than a week has passed since I packed most of my belongings and moved to Switzerland. Time flies, and with the amount of things to do here, to organize and to explore, it will probably not slow down. But at the same time I want to try my best not to let time fly by unconsciously – I want to be here for every little moment that will eventually become the building blocks of this new chapter of my life.
Read MoreI point on a peak on the map and say: let’s go there. We pack our things in the car, not much, just some clothes and food to fuel the long days out.
Read MoreI had planned to write a resume of 2022 in my diary. But we live in a digital world, and I am just as addicted to all things digital as everyone else. So, here we go: a public digital resume of my two-thousand-twenty-two.
Read MoreToday I choose to see opportunities instead of limitations. Witness the beauty in the small things rather than listing all the things that don’t go the way I had planned, and then beating myself up for it.
Read MoreSearching for balance, without knowing what the word really means, where to find it or how long it will take until it shows up. I took a week off from training. My body and mind have been feeling off lately. What drove me to make the decision to take a break was an evening on the couch feeling exhausted and asking myself “why do I feel so tired?”.
Read Moreblinded by a darkness of distractions and noise
always striving, hoping for something beyond.
longing to scale down,
shed the layers
desperate —
for silence.
I live to live,
To feel the wind in my hair
Rosy cheeks from frozen air
A heart that’s beating faster
Reminding me that I live.
I see death as an inevitable part of life. Without death there can be no life, and the other way around. They are two sides of the same coin. But when it happens, unexpected and while the person is still so young, death is difficult to grasp.
Read MoreIt hit me hard, too.
Yeah, I think you know what I’m talking about.
July 2018 was the start of one of the worst periods in my life. I was diagnosed with burnout depression and, with that, it felt like my whole world fell apart. Last year, I received the opportunity to tell my story of being an athlete with burnout depression in Swedish national radio. My wounds had not yet fully healed, but I knew that sharing my story would help me with that. And writing turned out to give me a sense of meaning I hadn’t felt for a long time.
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