2017

Dear 2017,

Here I am, 3 hours before midnight, before 2018 born, and I want to say thank you

This has been a wonderful journey and one hell of experience I never thought the kind of person like me would ever had. But it happened anyway. All ups and downs, I will surely cherish them all for they made me the person that I am today. Stronger than I have ever been before.

I realize I had put myself through a lot of pains throughout the year. And sorrows. And agony. Things that cost me the positivity upon the world. And most of the times, the happiness itself. It darkens the sky even though the sun burning up the Earth's surface. It drained the ocean just to rain it down inside my room. It turned the stars to black.

But even in my lowest point, they never, even for just one second, leave. They stay. And for every kindness other people had shown me, I will be forever grateful. Although it had been a quiet year where I spent most of my days lonelier than ever, I am still beyond grateful that I still have the chance to breathe for another day.

Looking back through all the agony I have been struggling to deal with, I know it didn't just appear to wreck things up, there must be another reason, the outcome. Of course it doesn't magically heal instantly, everything takes time. And not just towards people, I also have to heal all the war I have with myself.

So for 2018, I wish nothing but heal. Heal every wound, every scars, every pain and sorrow, heal every broken thing, and heal the war within me so I can moving forward without something holding me back. So I can finally breathe. So my life will start fresh like a newborn baby.

And I also wish the same to you, may 2018 heal any of your wounds.



Happy New Year!

- icha