I went to India hoping it would change me — not into someone different, but into someone a little more solid, a little more true. Now I’m home, back in my usual routine, and I can’t quite point to what’s different. And yet something is. Fear is still there, but it no longer feels like a full stop. So I find myself asking: have I changed?

From solo travel to endurance challenges, so many of us choose the harder path. Not because we have to—but because something in us is drawn to it. So why do we do hard things?

Explore my personal journey with seasonal affective disorder (SAD) and how yoga practice have helped me ease winter anxiety. A story of commitment, inner strength, and finding light during the darker months