Lyra past..

My name is Lara. I was born and raised in a small village called Mex. Though it was technically considered a town, Mex was more like a quiet village, where life moved slowly and everyone knew each other. I spent my childhood there, surrounded by simplicity and a strong sense of community.

I completed my schooling in Mex. School life was simple and uneventful. I wasn’t very interested in studies and barely managed to pass my exams. I never really felt a connection with books or academics. It wasn’t that I didn’t try—it was more that I lacked the drive or curiosity that others around me seemed to have. However, I did make some wonderful friends during that time, and they made those school years more memorable.

Tragically, I lost both my parents early in life. Their passing left me lost and emotionally disconnected. They couldn’t be there to guide me, and I was left trying to figure out my path alone. Even during those tough times, I somehow managed to complete my schooling, despite my disinterest and personal struggles.

Later, I got admission into college. Compared to my village, college felt like a city—busy, overwhelming, and exciting all at once. There, I met new friends and experienced life from a broader perspective. However, my attitude toward studies remained the same. I didn’t have the motivation or enthusiasm to fully engage with academic life. I considered myself a weak student, never giving my best, often thinking of giving up, but still going on just because I had to.

During college, I rarely interacted with my friends online or joined any study groups. I avoided reaching out for help or participating actively. Rather than stepping into the workforce after college, I decided to pursue higher education. Perhaps I believed things would change if I gave it one more try.

Unfortunately, my experience during the upper-level courses was no different. I continued to struggle, both academically and mentally. I found it hard to focus and lacked the discipline to sit and study for long hours. Many times, I felt like giving up, but deep down, I knew I needed to finish what I had started. So I pushed myself through the struggle.

It wasn’t an easy journey. There were times I felt completely alone, and other times when the pressure almost broke me. But in the end, I somehow made it. I completed all my courses, even though I was never the top student. What mattered most to me was that I didn’t give up—even when I had every reason to.

This final course marks the end of a long, difficult chapter in my life. My journey may not have been perfect or inspiring in a traditional sense, but it is real. I have learned that resilience doesn’t always come from success—it often comes from surviving, pushing through, and simply not quitting. And that, I believe, is my biggest achievement. I have completed my higher study’s waiting and searching for good job.. i never through this would happen to me….,,

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