A month’s silence stretches before me, a gap where my blog posts once thrived. Neglecting this space was indeed a foolish mistake. It was a platform documenting my life, a tapestry woven from words.

June was a whirlwind. Events piled on, leaving me drowning in a sea of responsibilities. Giving up felt like the only option. Days blurred into one another, a monotonous loop. Sharing details feels daunting, but if you’re reading this, I hope you will forgive me and understand.  I lost myself in negativity, questioning every decision. Was there a point to it all? Dreams remained unfulfilled, buried under the weight of self-doubt. The biggest “trauma” came from failing to secure the leadership position in my school club. I knew the seniors had made a bad decision in choosing the right person but how could they know what had happened in the whole process, how could they know how many things I had gone through. But then, a realization dawned: failure wouldn’t define me. My abilities, my potential, stretched far beyond the confines of a school club. This, I fiercely reminded myself.

At the moment, I’m proud that I have realized. Even though the experience was difficult, I feel grateful because those things have allowed me to redefine my own self. Glad that I have survived. Hope that this blog might relate to you in what you are doing or planning to do. Cheers to the journey!!