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The Phases

Went out lunch with a friend today and we were just chatting and chatting and chatting...the way old aunties like us do. The funny thing is that I was reflecting about how different the conversation would have been if we were still the college kids that we were when we met.

We have grown so much that I said to her, 'Right now, at this moment in time, I realize how miserably pathetic we were when we were kids. But we had to make the mistakes, right? Right. The dumb ones, the mind-numbing ones, the killer ones, the embarrassing ones, the bawl-your-eyeballs-out ones, the F@CK-U-TOO ones....

At this juncture, I dare say that I have come a looooooooooonnnnnnnnggggggg way. I didn't even know that I was suffering from a burnout and low self confidence until...quite recent, actually. The reasons why I stick with the wrong guys. The reason why I let them kick my mind and heart around like it was a soccer ball. The reasons why we refuse to say 'Thank you' whenever someone paid us a compliment. Instead of saying 'thank you', we intentionally bring their attention to our zits or crooked itty-bitty finger.

And there is more to come? No Sh1t.

But it is BECAUSE of the sheez that we (my friend and I) have had to go through, we are stronger now. We know (some things lah) better too and are in better positions to deal with them.

This is, I am sure, not something that is exclusive to us alone. I bet you have been through some really nasty earth-shaking experiences too. Don't let it beat you down, OK? It is alright.

Let it be known that although I don't know who you are, I am sending you lots of love and light and may the Universe reveal its dreams for your life on earth.

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