2025 took so much from me.

So I gave up.

I gave up asking advice from people.

I stop trusting and looking up to people.

I started taking words as formalities and started scanning to the intentions.

I went back to reading books. I restarted journalling

I gave up being passionate and ambitious. I stopped listening to my mind.

It got me nowhere. It ended up giving me a chance to experience BP spike.

So, I started listening to my Gut. I go back to the temple where I left her. The girl the world misunderstood. The girl who couldn’t able to let capitalism take over her. The rebel, they call her.

I mentally go back there. Whenever my workplace feels like prison. Whenever people feel like vampires and soul less leeches.

I go back there…

Puentsholing.

I started listening to “Let Them”, by Mel Robins.

Has my life changed?

Still things were suffocating.

Still people are cruel.

But I am changing.

I am slowly finding ways to save myself from moments that make me suffocate.

I hope by the end of 2026… I become the person who doesn’t have to be anxious by everyone and everything.

Yes. I see hope between the 2_0_2_6.