As 2025 comes to a close, I’ve been reflecting more than usual. This wasn’t a year of constant motion or highlight reels. It didn’t look like nonstop travel, packed calendars, or big, obvious wins. Instead, 2025 was slower, heavier, and far more internal — a year that asked me to sit with myself, even when I didn’t want to. Here is my year in review. My mental health became one of the defining themes of the year. I struggled deeply, and depression settled in quietly before t

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