Dear you,

For a long time, I used to wonder: what is the turning point in someone’s life?

You know when people say, “I reached rock bottom”?

I always asked myself how someone lets life get that far. How someone can fall so deep. And even more mysterious to me: how someone finds their way out.

For many years, I didn’t have an answer.

Not because my life had been perfect — far from it. But because I had never truly experienced that moment. That moment when something inside you breaks so deeply that it changes you.

Looking back, I can say that for much of my 28 years, I didn’t really know who I was. I just had this quiet feeling that something inside me wasn’t right. Like I was living slightly disconnected from myself.

Life, however, has its own ways of teaching us.

Sometimes through love.
Sometimes through pain.

And today I can say that I’ve had the privilege — and the misfortune — of learning from both. But pain… pain teaches lessons that leave a bitter taste in the soul.

Still, pain brings answers.

And one of the most surprising answers I discovered was this: anger.

The Power of Anger.

For most of my life, I was taught that anger was something dangerous, something to avoid at all costs. But no one ever told me that anger can also be a force for transformation.

Because when you reach that moment — when you look in the mirror and you barely recognize the person staring back at you — something inside you wakes up.

Maybe someone else lost you along the way.
Maybe you lost yourself.

Either way, something shifts.

I know that life is full of new beginnings.

I’ve had many of them.

I started over when I moved to another country for the first time.
I started over when I walked away from my career as a lawyer.
I started over again when I moved countries once more.
And again when I decided to rebuild my life and my career.

But there is something no one tells you about starting over.

You never truly start from zero.

Pieces of your past stay with you. Old habits follow you. Invisible anchors keep pulling you back to places you thought you had left behind.

And suddenly, what once felt like a new beginning slowly becomes familiar again. The same patterns quietly return.

Until one day you realize that your “fresh start” has brought you back to the exact same place.

That’s when I reached my own rock bottom — in July of 2025.

And in that moment, I made a promise to myself:

No more starting over.

Because I was exhausted from restarting my life without truly moving forward. Every time I began again, I somehow ended up at the same starting line.

And when you are in that place — that deep place where the pain becomes almost physical — a question inevitably appears:

How did I let this happen?

But the more important question is the next one:

How do I get out?

The answer, for me, was anger.

Anger was the force that pushed me out of the bottom of that well.

Anger was what finally gave me the courage to say: enough.

I won’t pretend I’m completely past that stage. The anger still lives somewhere inside me.

But today I can also see something else.

In just seven months since that moment, my life has changed more than it had in years.

For seven months I’ve been repeating the same words to myself:

No more starting over.

Today I don’t feel the need to start over anymore.

I can close cycles.
I can begin new chapters.

But starting over from scratch is no longer part of my vocabulary.

So, dear reader, if you ever find yourself standing at the bottom of your own well, don’t be afraid of anger.

Anger can be the spark that moves you.

The fire that reminds you who you are.

If you feel it, don’t silence it immediately. Let it guide you for a moment. Let it show you where your limits are, where your truth lives.

Use it wisely.

Sometimes anger is exactly what pulls us back to the surface.

With love,
Barbara