It took me much consideration to be committing for the next 365 days, doubting if I could ever make it through.
Will this be the year of excitement, or another repetition of 2019.
The day I arrived into this foreign country, I have never once set foot on my blog.
I have much regrets of not jotting down all the ups and down.
The last post I wrote was 2 years ago before I abandoned it. There is so much going on yet not a single memories were written
I was emotionally unstable, financial was a disaster, getting demotivated from my work. Everything came within the year of 2019. I've yet to love myself enough, invest in myself enough throughout the year. For a person like me who hardly speaks from the heart, who has hard time expressing themselves, those who loses in the battle.
At the very moment, flashing back my ups and down. With my tiny finger trying to express my thoughts across the keyboard into a sentence. It was never easy, still.
I'm tired of losing myself, I left the pain behind. But I was still in my own comfort zone, I let it return. I wanted to care less, invest more in myself but as if there is another side of me fooling around.
There is so much to say, so much to weep.
But maybe, I shall let it past.
Dear 2020, please make this year the proudest I could ever have.