For many years, I only had my eyes on a single dream. I planned my life around it, tiptoed on narrow alleys so I can walk religiously on that same path until the end. Just like everyone else, I paused. I wavered. I stumbled. I even did a lot of 'self-gaslighting' to push myself to the finish line. But one day, the path became less walkable. I kept tripping. I kept finding shortcuts. I hurt myself so many times and the bumps on the road made it harder to go on. My entire being was exhausted. Just like everyone else, I tried.

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