From an early age, I was told I was destined to go places, that my path would never be simple, but it would be one of strength, challenge, and transformation. My grandfather, a sharp and intuitive man, once held me in his arms and declared, “This little tank will go anywhere.” His belief in me shaped my understanding of life and achievement, teaching me that sometimes the hardest paths lead to the greatest rewards.
I’ve always resisted labels—both the ones others place on me and the ones I might put on myself. My journey hasn’t been about following any prescribed rules or paths. I’ve lived through moments of immense decline, both physical and intellectual, only to rise again with a deeper understanding of myself. I’ve learned that growth isn’t linear; it’s a cycle of spiraling up, where each turn brings me to new insights, even if it feels like I’m back at the beginning.
Anarchy, in its purest form, is my guiding principle—no constraints, no expectations, just the freedom to move with the flow of life. And yet, within that freedom, I’ve discovered the power of plans. For all my love of spontaneity, I’ve realized that in chaos, there is an order to be found, a certain beauty in structured randomness.
But even in the midst of all this movement, there are moments of stillness and emptiness—times when I question my purpose, my direction, and my next step. These moments, though uncomfortable, have taught me that true power lies in understanding my own uncertainty, in embracing the questions instead of seeking easy answers.
I’m not striving for a specific achievement, nor am I chasing a final destination. Instead, I’m here to explore, to push boundaries, and to continue evolving. I know this: I can soar. I’ve felt the freedom that comes with breaking through the depths and rising again. This, for me, is the essence of life—always moving, always transforming.
– Natasha Chernavska