28/04/2026
I’m at the end of my twenties now. A strange point where the past becomes memory. The road ahead feels more real and quieter. In these years, I learned one thing clearly. Trust only two places.
First, the unseen shelter of the Creator.
Second, the strength within yourself.
And sadness feels personal. A silent companion of your own. You can explain it many times, yet all of it is never fully said. Even if said, it does not always become lighter.
So I face pain in two ways.
If I can, I remove it from the root.
If I cannot, I learn how to live with it a little better.
Because some sorrows do not lessen when shared. They only grow softer with time, quietly inside you.
2.30 PM
28/4/2026
