The Hike That Didn’t Fix Anything

I climbed Ha Ling Peak because I thought the view would reset something in me. The trail was steep, my legs burned, and every switchback felt like a negotiation with myself. I told people I was chasing adventure, but really, I was running from a version of me I couldn’t stand. At the summit, the wind was sharp and the sky was too big. I took the photo everyone takes—arms out, mountains behind—but I never posted it. I felt small, not triumphant. Turns out, you can drag your body up a mountain, but your mind brings its baggage anyway. Sometimes the hardest part isn’t the climb. It’s coming back down with the same questions you started with. #TravelConfessions #SoloHiking #NotFixed #Travel