Rising, Regardless ⛅️
Its 7:00 am in the morning. I was trying to sleep but couldn’t, so I came here to write instead. It’s been a while since anything significant has happened. Sometimes I catch myself wondering — what’s going to become of me? Honestly, I don’t know. But here’s what I do know: I cleared an exam in December… one I truly didn’t think I’d pass. When the result came out in March, something changed — not just in me, but in the way my family saw me. A kind of quiet belief crept into their eyes. And I’m not just talking about my parents — they’ve always had an unshakeable faith in me. They’re the kind of people who believe that anything I attempt, I’ll eventually succeed in. Their belief has been my lifeline on the days I wanted to give up. But this story is also about the others — the ones who once didn’t think I was capable of much. Even their perspective started shifting. It’s because of this hope that I’ve kept going, even when I had every reason to stop. I don’t want to let anyone do...