Whether it’s a friendship, a romantic partner, or a family member, you’re going to feel the sting when they leave. Suddenly, someone who once knew every inch of you is gone and you’re left with an agonisingly vacant space in your heart.
Riding solo as a single female can be one of the most liberating, scariest and bravest thing you ever do. But you also don't have the security of companionship when you arrive at a new place, or a decent photographer to take candids of you.
Someone once told me they felt safe confiding in me about their burdens and I nearly cried. In its simplest form, I think that’s what community is: a group of imperfect humans providing a safe space to share about their imperfect lives.