Let’s Ride This F**** Horse

Stop here if you don’t like woo-woo stuff.

If you’re open to it, join me in this reflection on the year.

I had to create this image - the complete opposite of how I am feeling right now thou ;)

2025 was the Year of the Snake, which symbolizes intuition, transformation, and—most of all—rebirth and renewal. I don’t know about you, but for me, it absolutely was.

The shedding of skin was so powerful that I’m ending the year dealing with a very hard-to-handle flu—fever, pain, exhaustion—right during New Year’s Eve week. All the plans I had (and I have them every year) to clean my closet, organize my documents, get my life aligned and synced with my resolutions… all of that went out the window.

Well, c’est la vie.

Even though I crave the physical act of clearing space—and, by extension, clearing my mind—I’m choosing to accept and release the need to control everything and plan obsessively, as a good Capricorn tends to do.

I might be spending New Year’s Eve high on fever instead of prosecco, but I still welcome 2026—the Year of the Horse and, according to numerology, a number 1 year, full of energy, passion, and transformation.

More? Well… I guess.

2025 showed me how tired I am of suffering and constantly proving that I’m strong. Honestly, I’m good. I’m ending the year feeling awful, ugly, exhausted. Maybe this is the snake skin peeling.

I hope.

At least this next transformation isn’t starting from ground zero. It’s beginning from a fire already lit in 2025—inch by inch, layer by layer—transforming, rebirthing, and getting ready for what’s coming next.

Let’s ride this f**** horse. 🐎

49 Days Since I Last Mentioned Cancer

Hello, I'm Rita Avellar, and it's been 49 days since I last mentioned cancer. Today, I'll talk about it. A year ago, I rang the bell, marking the end of chemotherapy, the first and longest stage of my treatment. Throughout this journey, I never let cancer define me. Sharing my story on social networks not only helped me but also motivated others facing similar challenges.

Reflecting on everything I've been through, it feels surreal. I recently spoke with my therapist about how strange it is to see pictures of myself bald. I didn't mind being bald; it had its simplicity. But the same when I was bald and looked at photos of myself with long hair, I didn't recognize that person anymore. And now, the same happens with my bald photos.

Cancer doesn't define me, but I can't help but celebrate each step and milestone. Not just for winning this battle, but for the personal growth this challenge has brought. It's a very personal journey, and I've gained countless experiences.

Life presents us with choices when faced with such challenges: learn and grow or complain and stagnate. I chose growth.

To all my friends who've been on this journey, we're in it together. It's tough, but there's light at the end of the tunnel. To those who have just started or will start this journey, hold on. As I told myself and now tell you, it's possible.