How 2019 Changed the Way I See Freedom

Hello, friends. It has been a long time, hasnโ€™t it? To be honest, I almost forgot how it felt to sit down and let the words flow. Iโ€™ve missed this space dearly, but for a while, I just didnโ€™t know how to start again.

In the last few months of 2019, I stepped away. I went quiet on social media and stopped blogging because, truthfully, I was suffocating. My โ€œto-doโ€ list was growing longer than my โ€œto-liveโ€ list, and it became overwhelming.

During that break, I traded my laptop screen for family time and tried learning things just for the fun of it. It was a breath of fresh air. Now, as we stand at the start of a new decade, I want to look back at the moments that redefined โ€œfreedomโ€ for me before we dive into new adventures.

freelance

This was probably the biggest risk Iโ€™ve ever taken. I left a steady 8-hour job to pursue graphic design, a hobby I barely knew how to turn into a career back then. It wasnโ€™t easy. There were days of doubt, but watching it grow over the year was so rewarding.

I even started MK Studio (@misskstudio on Instagram), my own one-woman creative team. Learning to manage my own time was a challenge, but I found myself addicted to the growth.

Falling for Siargao

How can anyone ever forget Siargao Island? I fell in love with its raw nature and that slow, โ€œlocalโ€ way of life. They say the island takes a part of you, but it doesnโ€™t make you feel incompleteโ€”it makes you feel like you belong. Leaving a piece of my heart there was one of the most freeing things I did all year.

Finding my Breath in Negros Occidental

I went to Negros Occidental just to pick up my nephew, but I ended up finding a piece of myself there. I had been so focused on work that Iโ€™d forgotten how freeing the salt air feels. Standing by the sea reminded me that the world is so much bigger than my office desk. It was the โ€œbreatherโ€ I didnโ€™t even know I needed.

The Dark Days: Battling Chickenpox

Not everything in 2019 was a postcard-perfect moment. I went through a severe bout of chickenpox that left me struggling with post-illness anxiety and depression. There were days when things felt truly unbearable. I tried to stay positive, but it was a battle.

Overcoming thatโ€”and the scars it left behindโ€”taught me that freedom is also about mental peace and being kind to your body when itโ€™s hurting.

Salty Hair in Siquijor

We donโ€™t travel as a family often, so our quick trip to Siquijor was a major highlight. It was exhaustingโ€”only one night and one day!

We rushed through the sights so fast it felt like a dream, but Iโ€™ll never forget waking up in my own bed afterward with lingering salty hair. I even filmed my first vlog there! I was too shy to speak to the camera, so itโ€™s mostly just me walking around looking awkward, but it was a start.

Committing to the Journey of Becoming a Travel Blogger

I want to travel more, so I can write more stories and guides.

If thereโ€™s one thing 2019 whispered to me, it was to stop holding back. For a long time, I treated blogging like a secret diary I was too scared to share. But after seeing the beauty of the islands and feeling the rush of a new city, I realized that these stories arenโ€™t just for me. They are for the girl who is still sitting in an 8-hour office job, dreaming of the sea. They are for the traveler who needs an honest guide to the raw, unedited parts of a trip.

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Iโ€™ve decided to lean into this fully. No more โ€œmaybe next month.โ€ I want to write more travel guides, share more coffee shop finds, and be more consistent with my blog. Whether itโ€™s a big mountain trek or just a quiet afternoon in a local cafe, I want to document it all.

2019 was the year I found my voice and my own space. Now, Iโ€™m ready to use it to take you all along on the journey with me.

What Freedom Means to Me Now

Looking back, 2019 taught me that freedom is a privilege. Having the option to quit a job you no longer want is a privilege. Having a family reunion and watching my Papa enter his senior years with grace is a different kind of freedomโ€”the freedom to appreciate the people we love while they are here.

Freedom is having options. Itโ€™s the peace of mind to choose your own path.

Happy New Year to all of you! Please, give yourself a pat on the back for getting through another year (and another decade). Chase that inner peace and keep fighting for the life you want.

Now, I want to hear from you: How are you doing, and what changed the way you see freedom last year?

Misskhae
Misskhae

Thanks for reading! โค I'm a solo female traveler, freediver, and coffee enthusiast sharing raw, inspiring stories from the road. I hope my adventures help spark yours! :>>

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5 Comments

    • Heyyy thank youuu, Amielle! ๐Ÿ™‚ Yes of course, umm, i don’t know sa other clinic but from where I’ve had it treated, it’s 1,500 per session.

    • HIIII OMGGG! YES WE ARE! Idk why I got so excited to see you here again ๐Ÿ˜€ HAHA I miss youu and I miss writing and syempre reading your blog. Nagcheck ako sa blog mo agad eh and omg I am so happy that you are posting a lot na again :)) parehas talaga tayong nawala that’s why I follow you narin on IG. Alam mo, I feel like I’d be writing more this year (kung hindi tamadin) Sobrang malaking tulong yung internet break sakin talaga eh ๐Ÿ˜€

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