I don’t sit well with mediocrity. I know I always want to push myself for more, and yet I often stumble and get trapped when I get burnt out.
Time is a finite resource. I have let so much slip by in the past year. The last moments of 2020 were mostly spent in tears, despair, and emptiness.
As I grow closer to turning 30, I’m taking a close look at my 20s as well as my teenage years. I looked at all of my mental baggage and simply realised that I have to live life differently.
I hope that 2021 will allow me to better find myself, take better care of myself, and the people around me.
Happy New Year everyone, may it be kinder to us all.