Day 11 : Dear Life: A Story through Myself

Life, permit me begin this conversation with a question: What is your real cause?

You began with song, didn’t you? The rhythm, the melodies—they felt like home. You gave your self to it passionately, nearly as if each be aware turned into a piece of your soul. But then, you moved on, didn’t you? Your focus shifted to performing, to films, to the innovative arts. You have been alive in those moments, immersed in storytelling and overall performance. Yet, even that wasn’t enough.

Soon, generation have become your new love. You dove headfirst into IT, hacking, programming, and website design. You managed systems, hosted structures, and built desires out of code. But challenges rose like waves, and the shore seemed in addition away with each step. Still, you persisted, navigating the labyrinth.

Then got here journalism—a dreamer’s break out. You chased a bachelor’s degree in Media and Journalism, soaking in knowledge about politics, ethics, and the infinite complexities of the world. It felt right, for a while. But right here you're now. And the query stays: Where are you status?

Have you end up simply another business worker? A collector of random competencies with no map, no compass? What is it you in reality want, Life? What are you looking for in this limitless maze?

And then… love.

Why, Life, does love experience like a battlefield? Why are you so easily shattered by means of it? Why do you give a lot of yourself to others, simplest to be left empty? You fall deeply, care unconditionally, and yet you by no means appear to love your self the way you like them. You pour everything into human beings—your time, strength, feelings—till there’s nothing left for you.

They harm you, those human beings. They walk away without a second notion. They have their very own lives, their very own worlds to obsess over, and yet you maintain showing up for them, even when they don’t deserve it. They take your love, your care, and your soul, and depart you with not anything however ache.

And now, right here you are again. Another heartbreak. Another loss. You sacrificed so much for a person who didn’t fee you. You gave up your goals, your career, your happiness for a person who didn’t even see your worth. They called you useless, instructed you that you weren’t accurate enough, and left you stranded to your very own loneliness.

So why, Life, why do you hold seeking their approval? Why do you preserve going back, understanding the wounds they go away behind?

What approximately you?

You’ve been abandoned, damaged, and forged apart by buddies, family, and enthusiasts alike. But in all of this pain, have you ever paused to invite your self what you need? What you need?

Dear Life, you deserve better. You should love yourself as fiercely as you’ve loved others. You should discover peace—now not of their attractiveness, however to your own.

You’ve suffered, yes. But perhaps, just perhaps, that is your chance to rebuild. To stand tall. To reclaim your story.

Because, Life, this is your journey. And it’s time you begin dwelling it for your self.