Living Norwegianly | My Journey of Healing, Skiing, and Building a Life I Love in 2024

We often measure success by money and wealth, but if that was my only metric for 2024, I wouldn’t consider it a “successful” year. A severe hormone imbalance forced me to work at only 0-20% capacity, leaving my business barely hanging on.

When I zoom out and take in the bigger picture, the story becomes more complex. This year hasn’t been about achieving goals or falling more in love with my life (though, I did). If I’m honest, the theme of 2024 was about survival. How can I just get through today?

I chose to start 2024 alone with my puppy Woolfie, skiing, because that was all my mental and emotional bandwidth could handle. 

Suicidal depression, falling through rock bottom to its many basements, being sidelined by western medicine, I think there was always an ember of hope that life could get better — that if I kept trying, it just might.

I lived my weeks for my healing calls and acupuncture, I knew if I could make it to each one, I would be ok.

No matter how tired (hello hormone imbalance insomnia) or broken I felt, I clung to the belief that healing was happening - and if I couldn’t believe it, my healers reminded me it was happening.

Skiing became both my escape and my barometer for how I was feeling. Some days I’d ski happily for hours, other days I couldn’t summon the energy to even leave my bed. I’d tell myself, “Just put your boots on. Just make it to the lift. You can always leave after one run.” There were days I’d feel a rush of freedom on the slopes, and others when I’d break down in tears because I was simply overwhelmed with sadness for no clear reason.

For Woolfie, I kept going. We’d venture outside together even when it was the last thing I wanted to do, and I’d sleep in the freezing cold because, oddly enough, it was the only way I could finally get some rest. The cold, the stillness, it would remove the insomnia - it wasn’t because my mind was racing, but because my body couldn’t rest.

February 2024 was another marking point. I was invited on a cabin ski trip and I couldn’t resist. I was skiing with new friends, feeling on top of the world, until my period arrived. Suddenly, the trips I used to glide through felt like too bigger challenges. I always hoped each period would get better, but at the beginning of this journey I was often disappointed.

A couples of weeks later I got my blood tests, which indicated just how low my hormone levels were - but it wasn’t until another test 4/5 months later did I finally know what was happening to my body. But even then, medicine is so far behind for women’s health, there’s no clear cut recipe for recovery.

Fast forward to now, and I recently found myself skiing one of those trips again. This time, I was with a dreamy guy I’m dating, and Woolfie was there too. It felt surreal. We skied up the mountain at dusk, with the moon and stars overhead. It felt surreal, the whole mountain to ourselves, just us, mind blowing powder and the breathtaking views. Afterward, we had burgers and a movie night—though we forgot the popcorn!

Woolfie’s "‘happy’ face when we made it to the car!

A year ago, none of this would have seemed possible. But now, it feels like a new normal. And even though skiing and going on a date might seem like mundane milestones, for me, they’re beautiful moments to cherish.

This year I also got to see Lofoten, I created The Wild Collective, and there’s so much exciting potential for my business and ski adventures in the coming months! And I healed so much of myself that I finally feel free.

While there’s still stuff I want to heal and breakthrough, the stuff that triggered PMDD has been released and healed, and I’ve never felt freer. This new freedom has given me the space to truly fall in love with the work I do and embrace the lifestyle I’m creating. There are no doubts anymore. My vision for 2025 is clear, full of new ideas and the drive to make them real.

I’ve shared before that it wasn’t until September that I fully trusted my health was moving in the right direction, and that the battle with PMDD was over. But it’s taken until now—three months later—to truly feel safe in my own body again. To know I can absorb the energy of all the things I love without crashing, burning out, or regressing. It’s liberating.

As I write this, I’m looking out at a mountain called Molden. I can’t wait to ski and camp there with Woolfie. Just a year ago, that would have been a hopeful dream. Now, it’s just a matter of time before it becomes reality — hopefully with the northern lights, too!

I hope 2025 brings you everything you’ve been wishing for. As for me, I feel incredibly content with my present, while also deeply excited for what’s to come. Woolfie is asleep beside me, breathing deeply, and I feel a profound sense of peace. I didn’t know I could feel this way until recently, and now that I do, I know it will only deepen over time.

Norway has been my greatest teacher. There are parts of this journey I would have preferred to skip, but I wouldn’t be here without them. And the highs of life now feel all the more magical because of it.

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