The work wasn’t about fixing me: what Socrates and sobriety taught me about asking why.
Doing the work didn’t make me immune to difficult feelings. It taught me that I could feel them without letting them consume me.
I found peace listening to a street violinist in front of the Sagrada Família in Barcelona.
I returned to Barcelona in 2026 to once again admire the beauty of the Sagrada Familia. I didn’t expect to leave having seen something else entirely: a person who spent years avoiding feelings, actually feel. Me.