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I've spent almost all my life staying in my comfort zone simply because this is where I felt most comfortable. I must admit, I am terrified to get out of it. I've grown comfortable being in here (that's why it's called comfort zone).  As days go by, I can't find the comfort that I've grown accustomed to. Things weren't the same as they once were, in a bad way. Each day feels like a struggle. It seems like there is a constant throwing of rocks and I am the one who always catches them even though they weren't really aimed at me.  It feels like I am in an exam hall with my classmates taking a test, and the direction is to find what's wrong—basically in anything. And most of my classmates are all pro in doing so. It looks as though I am back in high school once again. My classmates keep on talking about each other behind their back. Everyone acts kind in front of each other, but they have no idea how they also talk bad about them behind their back.  I fe

"Letting go is not an easy task." This is a line from one of my favorite songs that I absolutely agree.  Truly, letting go is one of the arduous tasks to do. Letting go of something or someone feels like giving up a portion of our life, too, that's why it is excruciating. People find it hard to let go because they are afraid they won't get to experience the same things again. Or they're afraid they won't be happy again. It's difficult to let go because we already grew comfortable with the familiarity of things or people and we have no idea how we could possibly adapt if something changes.  It's hard to let go of things and especially people. It's hard to let go of someone when that someone means everything to us. Adults find it hard to let go of their childhood toy because they have so much memories with it. Sometimes we need to let go even our lifelong dreams, even though we don't want them to. Because imagining our dreams turning into reality

Many years back, when social media was still new and I could still freely post anything (because none of my relatives were there, yet), I posted a simple, "I hate you." Without mentioning who or what I hated that time. A few hours after I posted it someone commented. I couldn't remember what he said exactly, but from what I can remember, he said that hate is a strong feeling and I shouldn't say it to just anyone. Aside from feeling totally embarrassed, that comment made me question myself. "Can I not hate someone? Should I always supposed to love people?"  Back then I thought that it's okay to hate. And when I was mad at someone, I automatically assumed that I hate them. Of course my mindset back then was totally different from now. When I was mad at someone before I wouldn't tell them upfront that I hate them, but inside my mind I already murdered them. Just kidding.  Of course I still do it now. 😅 I think at some point in our life we all hated so

"What's the biggest mistake you've ever made when you were in college?" This is only one of many tough questions I had to answer during one of my job interviews. In which I answered with, "I think I should have enjoyed more my college days instead of focusing too much with my studies." And you guessed it right—I didn't pass the interview.  When I was a kid the most difficult question I had to answer was, "What do you want for your birthday?" I had difficulty in answering that question since I'm not the type of kid (actually even now that I'm an adult) to tell people what I really wanted. My reason back then was because I was really shy in telling them what I wanted. I thought maybe I would be asking for too much. Sometimes, I couldn't really think of anything to ask for. So I would always answer them with, "Anything." Then they would answer me back with, "There's no such thing as anything." Then I always ende

If you were a thing, what do you want to be and why? If I could be a thing, I want to be a typewriter. I know it's kinda outdated, but yes I want to be it. You probably have an idea about how it works or what's its use. You know how struggle it is to finish a sentence, what more a paragraph. You have to pound the letters one by one and you need to be careful and think cautiously before pressing a single letter. One wrong letter and a word will be ruined. There is no backspace to delete a letter. If you weren't careful enough, you might misspell a word.  I want to be a typewriter because despite the struggle it takes to use it, people could make something useful out of it. There are other people back then who used it to profess their love to their significant others. Some authors used it to type their stories. Some students back then, used it to type their school projects. So, it only receives meaningful writings. It's difficult to type a single word, so you know that wh