To ask about how I’ve been doing to me from the past
As I have previously unashamedly written, I was devastated by a lot of things that doesn’t work last year. A friend said, everyone, has their own year. Maybe 2022 was not mine. After a while, however, I started to feel shame. Perhaps because my ratio has taken back over the control room from my feelings. Another exact reason was how I have been exposed to the stories of people’s unbelievable struggles. I am ashamed of thinking of quitting and giving up so easily. In this short mind-cleansing writing session, I would also like to revisit the powerful question from last year. About who I am, which is like a lifetime question. In one conversation, I remember a friend cited a very beautiful Arabic quote about finding oneself and own life purpose. Something that sounds like the sky would never be clearer once you reach it. My bad for forgetting what it was exactly. The point is that I totally agree. Luckily, I have a little development to my last answer to this sacred question. Last ti