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In January, when I was wrapping up with my former therapist, I told her that my thirties felt like my “research” era.
Since 2016, just several months into my Saturn return, I unknowingly embarked on what would become a decade-long mission to truly know myself. I got serious about therapy—seeking out therapists who were genuinely equipped to help me unpack attachment issues and trauma (if I have one regret, it would be waiting too long to get a trauma-informed therapist). I read anything that brought me closer to understanding my own mind. I spent a lot of time alone. I meditated. I journaled every uncomfortable thought and feeling. I sought out mystics and healers. I studied astrology. I left a job I loved and became an entrepreneur. I moved to London. Slowly, I learned to trust myself in ways I never had.
And the work paid off.