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Life is a hell of a joker; it seems to mock me all the time. I’m coming through some hard times, full of ups and downs. So, I guess, now it is a good time to introduce a bit of myself. My name is Alinne and it’s been too long since I know where my home is. So here is where my story begins. I was a bit disconnected from myself and completely lost, and just like that, I decided to go on a trip. I stopped overthinking the rationale that was blocking me, and I throw myself into a short trip to Patagonia. The main reason I dreamt to go there for so long has a name: Fitz Roy, an impressive mountain on the border of Argentina and Chile. So, my first trekking would be to meet that guy. A trek of a bit more than 22km including the way back. I confess I got concerned if I could do it, but my body was handling it perfectly, and I was doing just fine. Until around the 7km. Remember I said life is a joker, right? Well, life is a hell of a joker. Before expected and no warning, I got my period right there. When I felt it, I got worried, but I still thought I could do it (come on, I was almost there). That was my mantra: I am almost there. After the 5th time, I repeated it to myself. Cramps started to knock me down. And still, I was trying to convince myself I could do it. I crossed the river, passed the woods. I crawled, more or less one more kilometer. I barely started the last uphill and I realized I couldn’t keep going. The pain was too much, and it would only get worse, I knew that. It was 7 pm and or I would have 7-8 kilometers to go back or I would have 12-13km to go. How could I go up with all that pain? It broke my heart. But I knew what I have to do, and I simply turned, and I started my way back. Then something strange happened. I am not good at giving up or not finishing things. Giving up at that point, respected my limits and deal with all without being harsh on me, well that was the 1st time in my life, and I was so happy to be aware of it. So, I stopped the moment I realized it, I just took my phone to take a snapshot to keep that memory. And then I saw it. All the clouds that were hiding Fitz that day, they were gone. I came into tears. In all my dreams about how it would be, I would never dare to imagine, that would happen at that time. That moment was so intense for me already on its own. I just loved that mountain even more for being there for and with me. Perfect timing! Some people were saying to me I would be lucky if I manage to see it in such short time. Well, I wasn’t only lucky to see it. I was lucky enough to live this! Perfectly like this. That night I just went back, took care of me, rested and slept. No pain, no cramps, nothing was bigger than the amazing sensation I was feeling. I did a lot of walking, a lot of talking, a lot of thinking. But more than that. Every step was something, I was mesmerized! But it wasn’t only about the place, the mountain and its scenery. I realized during my walks I am turning exactly that woman I want it to be. Every step took me there, and I knew beforehand I was going home, and indeed, I went. Home in the deepest of its meaning. I am such a lucky person. I don’t need the whole world, I just need those little pieces of it that hugs me and loves me even when I am at my worse, those that hold me by the hand and take me back to my heart! Gracias Fitz for all, it was a blast! Life is indeed a hell of a joker, mocks me all the time, but also teaches me where I least expect and, clearly, loves me so much!