Photo diary: Mountains were calling

Hello everyone,

I'm back. A few weeks ago, I spent three days at my parents' house in the mountains. It was a nice and chill weekend. It had a few incidents... I fell and hurt a grandma. Yep, not my finest hour... After that, the next day, I had a panic attack... It was pretty awful. It only happened to me once before... I could not think, breath or move. I could barely talk. All I wanted was a hug and a bit of prodding... Not easy not easy. I hadn't ski in 10 years. The accident had overwhelled me more than I thought... It took me a while but I finally managed to try to ski again. I got to spend New Years Eve there as well. It was quite funny. I met a lovely couple who showed me how two people can find themselves even years after they lost hope in love... I drank, eat and slept a lot. Definitely one of my best memories :) I can't wait to go back in February!