Would you believe that everything that I have and what I am right now is truly deserving after everything that happened?

Everything drifts apart, don't they? People come and go, movies fade away in films, memories flash to be forgotten, and even a drop of liquid can be formed into gas by evaporating in exposure to heat, creating nothing but space—a world that can't be seen or felt. I used to hope that maybe one day, or maybe even today, I could just be a single molecule of liquid, evaporate into thin air, and disappear from this disgusting and dull world.

Well, that was my mindset before, but everything changes, right? Although it may seem gloomy and depressing, I had a very valid reason why I was like that, or maybe a valid excuse why I wanted to just be gone, by stating that I had a "reason" to be gone. Everything is just so exhausting to the part where you can feel yourself grasping for air, for life and yet no one even notice that you’re hurting nor tired. Do you think everyone is just naive? or they’re just acting blind so that they can just walk away and act like you’re nothing to them as they go through their life enjoying their selves as they watch you in pain for just wanting to live the way you thought you can be happy for the first time.

As the days passed, I found myself caught in a cycle of despair, but life has a peculiar way of surprising us. It was during one of those seemingly endless nights that a small glimmer of hope found its way into my world. A chance encounter, a conversation that sparked a connection, and suddenly, the bleakness began to lift.

"I often wonder if we are just stardust trying to find our way back to the cosmos, lost in the vastness of this lonely existence."

I started to question whether my perspective was truly warranted. Maybe life wasn't as dull and disgusting as I had perceived. The people who came and went, the fleeting memories, and even the evaporating drops of liquid—they were all part of a grand tapestry that I had failed to appreciate.

"With every sunrise, we're given a chance to rewrite our story, to turn the page on the darkness of the night and embrace the possibility of a brighter chapter."

With each passing day, I learned that resilience and strength could emerge from the darkest corners. The very reasons that once fueled my desire to disappear became the catalysts for transformation. Instead of evaporating into nothingness, I found the power to redefine my existence.

Today, as I reflect on the journey from despair to redemption, I realize that the deserving nature of what I have and who I am now stems not from the past's challenges but from the ability to rise above them.

"The heartbreaks and tears were the ink, and my life was the canvas. In the end, I painted a masterpiece of survival and resilience."

Life's constant changes brought opportunities for growth and understanding, turning what seemed like a hopeless story into one filled with unexpected chapters of triumph and self-discovery.

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