the past 12 months

Time flies, doesn't it?

A year ago, I was teaching, going out with random friends and enjoying cable car rides. Basically just neither here nor there.

11 months ago, I was still doing the same but slowly exploring something new and pretty exciting.

10 months ago, I experienced something truly extraordinary.

9 months ago, the boat rocked.

8 months ago, I crumbled.

7 months ago, I started to put on a facade. I pretended that nothing was wrong when 'wrong' was written all over my face. I was unapproachable and I could only open up to a selected few.

6 months ago, it remained the same. My GPA dropped. My head was spinning. But I had a friendship that I thought could get through anything, even the toughest of ice. I loved that period; the crappy talks, the plans we made, the binge-ing and the cam-whoring. Truly good fun.

5 months ago, I thought Aaaah what the hell. I'm like a puppet, tied to a flimsy little string. I did what I could. Still, nothing. Yeah, nothing in every sense of the word.

4 months ago, I cried like never before. But I changed. I started to open up to new people, welcoming them into my life, realising at the same time they have been so so precious. I became a happier person.

3 months ago, I questioned what I was doing.

2 months ago, I had an epiphany that rocked the core of my being. Funny that this sudden self-realisation happened on my birthday. It was special.

1 month ago, I began to believe that I can be happier than before because I have learnt so much from everything that has happened.

You may brush it off. You may say She doesn't know what's real pain. Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. But for everything that occurred, I'm glad it did. For everything that has been broken, for every angry word that was spoken, for every hot tear that fell, I'm glad it all happened. I see you, I see myself, I see everyone else.

Now I am happy. It's simple. I'm happy.