Looking back I smile at the anxiety and stress Iโd faced back then. A silent โyou thought you wouldnโt outlive that one disappointment or rejection but did, didnโt you?โ.
And itโs times like these that makes me introspect a little; think about why Iโm fretting over insignificant matters that might seem like the end of the world, but soon turns trivial in a week or so.
Itโs not like I can just stop worrying; no, itโll take time. But I feel content holding onto that one sliver of hope that tells me- Iโve got what it takes to turn my life for the better.



























