As sunlight streams through the window, memories from the past are stirred. Reflecting on moments of happiness and freedom, reminiscent of a young bird learning to fly. Gliding through the clear sky without any worries or responsibilities. Its peaceful and calm nature captures everyone's attention like a mesmerizing enchantment.
A little fox darting among the trees, meadows abloom with flowers and busy bees. Near to the heart yet seemingly distant, a child's existence gleams brightly like a star in the nighttime sky.
In my memory Childhood seems to symbolize peace, an era where everyone seems to be a friend, free from sorrow nor regrets—a treasured gift I long to experience anew. In contrast to the current challenging times filled with regrets, sorrows, worries, and responsibilities weighing you down until you falter and suffer. In my recollections, whenever sadness enveloped me, I sought solace in watching Disney films for entertainment.
Whether it was the enchanting Disney princesses or the movie featuring the dalmatians, they had me yearning upon a falling star. However, now that I am in my twenties, I still grapple with uncertainty about my identity and capabilities. They instilled in me hopes of encountering my Prince Charming and experiencing true love's kiss, aspirations I have relinquished leading others to label me a pessimist without understanding the full extent of my journey.
Dear Diary: What does love supposed to feel like?
They say love is a sense of joy, a readiness to make sacrifices, as love endures, overcomes, and triumphs. Does enduring pain in a relationship count as a sacrifice? Is yielding to him without hesitation considered a sacrifice?
What exactly is love?
I've heard tales and cautions from my aunt; she questioned, "Do you believe his actions were justifiable? Cinderella's tale led to a bitter divorce, what fate awaits your narrative?"
Consequently, I gave up on him; the five years of our relationship felt like an eternity of torment.
Dear Diary: What is the true essence of love?
A year later, I encountered a new individual. Initially kind and thoughtful, until I began feeling uneasy in his presence and opted to keep my distance. The situation deteriorated as he persistently behaved inappropriately, making me uncomfortable. For 2 years I suffered with his ill mannered behavior. I couldn't tell anyone what he was doing, not my friends nor my family knew about this, not until my mother found out and took matters into her own hands.
What does love entail?
I felt like I was only causing them distress and contemplated ending it then and there. However, my fear of experiencing heartache prevented me from following through, causing me to reconsider my choice and pondering how they would react if I persisted in this…
Dear Diary: I continue to ponder, what is the essence of love meant to be. Yet, I find solace in my current circumstances...
My mother, aunt, and friends consistently show their care for me. I am fortunate to have them by my side. I no longer need to wish upon a falling star.
The world may seem bleak from the beginning, but there will always be someone who stands beside you. Not every tale concludes with a joyful resolution, yet eventually, the desired outcome will find its way to you. Light will always pierce through the darkness.
