In June I was supposed to attend a wedding, but had a breakdown the night before. The following weeks turned into an exploration towards an inner wedding instead – making peace between two parts of me that had been long at war – and so my trip to Lisbon became a honeymoon of sorts.

After moving house at the end of May, a new period began for me in June, a new place to live, a new identity – while also letting go of a relationship that couldn’t become what I wanted.

Between starting to learn Salsa and Bachata, doing a photoshoot for my visual identity, and looking for a new apartment, June was a full month in which I tried to create the foundation for a new, more connected way of living my life, despite the traces of my illness that still lingered.

Ende April fand die Workshop-Woche “CoCreate” der Kulturplatform Maviblau in Istanbul statt, die ich mitorganisiert habe. Den Workshop habe ich in Sketchnote-Form in meinem Skizzenbuch festgehalten.

After returning from Turkey, a new love interest appeared: A total stranger from a faraway country who made his lack of familiarity with my culture up in intensity. But especially since I had recently gained some self-awareness, I did not feel stable enough for turbulences of this kind.