Shy. Sensitive. Careful. Those words were me. And then I found my passion, and my identity, in sports. But what happens when you get injured? Or quit sports? Who are you then, when you can no longer call yourself an “athlete”? I used to get pissed if someone said: “you are not an athlete”. It … Mer Who am I anymore? – Athletes and quitting Sports
My year of 2014 was the year of celibate. Around one year actually. Probably not what most 22-yearolds decide to do during a year of travelling and studying in a foreign country, in my case Australia. But I did it, still do it – or should I say don’t do it – and the experience … Mer One year in Celibate – What is it like?
When you are travelling by yourself there is nobody telling you who you “really are” or who you are not. There is no one telling you how to be, no one reminding you of your ”type” of boys, music, food or those mistakes you made ages ago. And suddenly you realise that “your type” was not … Mer ”You are not like that” – Returning from Travels