I often ask myself: who will I be in 2, 5, or 10 years? There were times when the answer felt unclear, almost distant. But today, I can finally picture it—and more importantly, I have begun to make deliberate choices.
I have been through many low points in my life when I was forced to choose. There were times when I collapsed, when everything felt unbearably heavy. Yet somehow, I chose to keep going.
I have tried relentlessly to rise above my circumstances, to push through challenges, and to let go of the things I loved, often with great pain. I sacrificed comfort, ease, and the simple pleasures that people my age often enjoy, just to become the person I am today.
I have made my choices, and there will be moments when I question them. But I understand that this is part of being human: we tend to romanticise the paths we did not take and feel nostalgic for lives we never lived.
Still, I remain deeply grateful for what I have. I value the present, the lessons I have learned, and the strength I have built along the way. I now make space only for those who truly understand my value and stand with me on my chosen path.
One day, I will stand exactly where I am meant to be. I am certain of that.
