September 22, 2025
I have not been reading much entries here these days because work was choking me. I have caught up with some right now and sad that I failed to reply. To my fellow writers feeling like the world is drowning you, like no one knows or values you and that there is no one for you- I am no life expert and do not know the answer to happiness, but I know that life always offer you some sweetness in a timeline. But if you are worn out because you tried too much, i want you to know that there are people who you can lean on and who adore you- if not now then in future. But if the world really throws only pain toward you all the time, its okay to take a break. Just know that it will pass.
Know that you deserve to feel the sun and live with the twinkling stars.
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Well when it comes to who I am,
I cannot really be specific because the whole purpose of writing here is to rant without going in details. I have always written my diaries in prose since I was 14 because I did not want my siblings to know what I was really talking about. However, I still wanted to document my emotions and figure of speech was my dearest confidant.
I was born in a dragon year under an old tree in the middle of a footpath. The tree is dead now. I started writing here when I was 19. I adore writing here because its the only way I can sort my emotions and feel heard. I am from a very small Buddhist Kingdom. English is my third language. I have a different mother tongue and national language, but I prefer writing in english.
I am pathetically anxious to comment under others entry and reply to the comments i get because engagement is not my forte. Its a chronic introvert problem. I think this entry will probably be the first and last engagement with the community here. But i love and adore TOD. I have hundreds of entries here. Even in real life, I have stacks of journal. Writing are my only consolation.
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