I am 18 years old, and sometimes it seems to me that my whole life now is a transition from one state to another. I’m living alone for the first time, studying psychology and gradually realizing that growing up is not a sudden event, but a series of quiet steps that are taken almost imperceptibly

Sometimes after class I go outside and walk slowly, as if I have the whole world ahead of me. At such moments, I catch small feelings: warm air on my skin, music that sounds inside, people rushing past - and I feel a strange but pleasant calm. It’s as if everything is growing and moving in the right direction

One day I want to combine my two worlds - sports and psychology. Helping people feel stronger not only in body but also in soul. Understand how their thoughts move and see how their confidence gradually returns. For now I'm just living. I'm studying. I'm training. I am writing notes in my diary. And every evening, when I turn off the light, I think about what the next morning will be like - quiet, rich, or perhaps a little magical

Sport appeared in my life when I first felt that I needed something of my own - something that did not depend on the people around me, their opinions and moods. At first it was a run: morning, cool, very sincere. Then - strength training, which taught me to feel my body as a reliable ally. Now training for me is not just a habit, but a way to slow down and hear myself

I became interested in psychology through a slight obsession with the question: what happens inside a person during the most important moments of his life? Why do we reach out to each other, why do we move away, why are we sometimes afraid of our own desires? I like to study emotions - my own, others', those that are silent, and those that flare up unexpectedly