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Thankfully, Marrisa has a fully equipped PR team. They most likely advised her not to say anything, which is a blessing. The internet massacre that would’ve ensued if people found out I cheated on her would be damaging, to say the least.
It’s not like I don’t want to be held accountable for my actions, but I don’t want Vio in that backlash. She’s in the best moment of her career, ranking number ten this year.
Her season ended in September at the US Open.
I know she’s about to go far and I can’t wait to start a new journey alongside her.
Brazil is the race before my last one in Abu-Dhabi.
This is the last time I will race at home.
The culmination of this moment is surreal.
The exhilaration, the speed, the camaraderie—I will miss it more than anyone can imagine.
After I made my decision, I thought about it for a bit. I may be in my thirties, but a lot of drivers retire closer to their forties. I could stay for a little while; I have the build to do so.
Then I realized that all those thoughts are me being scared of something new.
Formula One has been my passion, my obsession, and my life since I was a child.
The thunderous roar of the engines, the smell of burning rubber, and the adrenaline coursing through my veins—have been my world.
The countless hours spent perfecting my skills, the triumphs, and the setbacks have shaped me into the person I am today.
But life is more than just the racetrack.
There is a part of me that wants something more, something that cannot be fulfilled by the pursuit of speed alone.
Love and acceptance have entered my life, unexpectedly and unapologetically.
They have shown me a new path, a different kind of fulfillment.
The support and understanding of someone who sees beyond the helmet and the racing suit. I’m more than a racer. I’m a person who has dreams and goals beyond the checkered flag.
The sacrifices we make for love can sometimes be the most profound acts of self-discovery. I’ve discovered a lot about myself this year. One of those things are the words my father wrote to me.
It made me realize that I’ve been holding onto this part of me for too long.
I know I’ll miss everything about this sport.
The laughs, my friends, the fierce competition that pushes me to the limits, and the unmistakable rush of crossing the finish line.
But I have come to realize that true happiness lies in embracing change, in exploring new horizons, and in taking a leap of faith.
It is in the pursuit of our own dreams, our own passions, that we find our authentic selves.
Leaving Formula One is not an easy decision.
It’s a farewell to a world that has shaped me, a world that has given me some of the most incredible moments of my life.
The memories, the lessons, and the friendships forged on the racetrack will always be a part of me.
Retiring is a way of honoring myself.
It is an act of self-love, a recognition that sometimes we have to leave behind in order to fully embrace the future. Because goals that were forged before are not what we are becoming.
I’m sad.
