Leaving

I started working early, right after school, fueled by a quiet hunger to learn and do stuff. I didn't really know what I was looking for back then, I just knew I wanted to grow, understand and become something more than I was. I thought I would find skills, experience and maybe fill my small and clear resume. What I didn't expect was to find a place that would shape me as a person.

Over time, this job stopped being just a job. It became a rhythm, a constant, a place where days blended into years, where routines formed, broke and reformed again. A place where I learned not only how to work, but how to exist alongside others, how to listen, wait and care.

I found friendship here, real friendship.
I found patience, given to me when I didn't yet know how to give it to myself.
I found people who inspired me without trying to, whose work ethic, kindness, resilience and quiet intelligence left a mark on me, even if we never interacted directly.

I found love here too and that alone feels surreal to say.
So much of who I am today, so much of what I have traces back to this place. This job didn't just pay me: it gave me a life, a place to belong, a foundation to stand on.

The long journey

It has been a long journey, longer than I realized while I was living it. There were days of repetition and boredom, where time felt frozen.
There were days of joy, shared wins and laughter that made everything lighter.
There were moments of anger, frustration, misunderstandings that required patience. Moments that required forgiveness, sometimes forgiveness of others and sometimes forgiveness of myself.

At times, it feels like an entire lifetime passed here.

At the edge of this change, I feel something strange and heavy in my chest.
A mix of gratitude and grief.
Excitement and fear.
Relief and nostalgia.
Leaving is never just leaving: It's letting go of versions of yourself that only existed in that space, with those people, at that time.

Thank you

I want to say thank you.
Truly.
To everyone.
From the first person who welcomed me, to the last conversation I'll carry with me. Thank you for your timem patience and trust. Thank you for the moments you probably forgot, but that stayed with me.

And I also want to say I'm sorry. If I ever hurt or disappointed someone. If I ever made anyone feel unseen, misunderstood or unappreciated.
I was never perfect and I still am not, but I always tried to give the best version of myself I could at that moment. Sometimes that wasn't enough and I carry that with me.

Remember

If there's one thing I hope you remember it's that I cared. About the work. About the people. About doing things properly, with honesty and intention.
And if there's one thing I hope you remember for yourselves, it's this: never settle. Never lose the fire that made you start, protect it with all your might.

But also remember to be kind to yourselves and to each other.

I've had the privilege of knowing many of you and I can say this without hesitation: you are extraordinary people.
You have depth, talent and an infinite potential.
Don't let the darkest moments convince you otherwise.
Don't let routine dull your spark.
Don't let fear make you smaller.

Making a place home

There's a quote from The Office that has been fixed in my mind lately:

"It all seemed so very arbitrary. I applied for a job at this company because they were hiring, I took a desk at the back because it was empty, but… no matter how you get there, or where you end up, human beings have this miraculous gift to make that place home."

That's exactly how this feels. It was arbitrary, almost accidental, but yet really meaningful.

Leaving it feels like leaving a piece of myself behind. It's a chapter that I will never be able to change or rewrite, only remember. And I hope that, in some small way, I leave behind a positive trace too. A good memory, a kind word or presence that mattered.

I hope I was enough for you, that I added something good to your days. And I hope that, even as our paths go different ways, what we shared continues quietly, invisibly, shaping who we all become next.

This is not a goodbye filled with certainty, It's a goodbye filled with gratitude.

Thank you. For everything.