The Woods Didn't Cure My Restlessness

Day three in the High Peaks, sitting by Lake Colden at sunrise. The water was glass. The silence was complete. And I was still the same person who couldn't decide what to do with her life. I'd hiked 20 miles thinking the Adirondacks would strip away the noise—that somewhere between Marcy Dam and sleeping under actual stars, I'd find some kind of clarity. The kind Instagram promised. Instead, I just carried my questions deeper into the wilderness. The mountains didn't judge me for not having answers. They didn't demand I transform into someone more decisive, more at peace. They just existed, indifferent and steady. Turns out that was exactly what I needed—not a cure, but permission to be unsettled. Sometimes the best places don't change you. They just let you be. #Travel #WildernessReality #SoloTravelTruth