I just turned 27 yesterday! If you would ask me 10 years ago what I envisioned my life to be at 27, I’m not sure what I would have told you, but I’m sure that I wouldn’t have envisioned my life to be the way it is right now. I could have told that I envision myself practicing whatever it is that I’ve learned in those four years in college. I would have never, in a million years, envisioned myself becoming a writer in any form or field. I have always loved writing and it was a dream to work as a writer, but I was never given the chance to study any course related to it as my parents thought I would never get to earn enough as one. Ten years ago seems so far away, my 17-year-old self would have been shocked to know who and what I’ve become, but I hope she’s proud of me.
Right now, here I am. I celebrated my 27th year of existence in lockdown, my second one since last year. The past year has been a tough one, not only to me, but to each and everyone of us. It has been the worst our generation have seen, and it has shaken our stability in so many ways: mentally, physically, and financially. Add that to all the other stuff that has been happening recently: anti-Asian, anti-black, loss of loved ones, government incompetence, etc. It was such a struggle to find the light when all these things are simultaneously happening around us.
It was such a hard time, but hopefully, everything changes during the latter part of this year. We’ve all lost hope, but I’m just holding on to that last bit of light that things will go back to how it used to be. If not, just a bit better than what we are currently experiencing right now. There were times when my anxiety just got the better of me and it would take days for me to feel better, and if you’re looking for someone to give you some advice on what to do and where to focus your attention when you’re having an anxiety attack, I’m probably not the best person to seek advice from. But I do usually find solace in writing my feelings down, or reading a good book to get my mind off things. Sometimes, they don’t work and I just sulk in bed and cry myself to sleep, other times, it does, and it help make me feel a lot better.
I turned 27 yesterday, and I could have celebrated differently if it weren’t for the situation the we are currently in. I could rant all day about how bad our government and DOH is handling the pandemic and the vaccines, but that’s a different story. For now, I would like to say that despite another lockdown, I deeply appreciate everyone who took the time to leave me such heartfelt birthday greetings and wishes.
Thank you to everyone who made my day extra special. You know who you all are. I am so blessed to have such amazing people in my life. ♡
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