AFF Journey & Personal Life Update
So Wow I just realised, it's been 10 years. Anyone here with me too? Not sure if anyone is reading but heyy take a lil break from those fanfics and be with me for a while ahahahahahh.
I was 13 when I first discovered Asianfanfics, and I was die hard EXO-L and ARMY.
But now I'm 23 and cranky, I rarely keep updated with the new gen musics anymore. My Korean song playlist also is outdated.
The reason why I am still here is because it's the only place I can rant my mind out beacuse yaaa no one knows me irl here. I kinda miss writing stories tbh, the younger me seems to have lots of creative narrating to spill. Looking back, I'm kinda impressed, being able to call myself a somewhat author (pardon the narcissim ahahahah)
I love writing, I love good words being well put together, I love people who knows how to have a good talk.
The previous years were all rainbows and rains. I experienced so many love, so many friendship, joy and laughters. Vice versa, the back stabbing, suspended from school, being in love-abuse relationship in college, getting back with my first school ex - only to end the relationship the same way it ended before.
And unknowingly, I just stopped writing.
In 2020, I was involved in a road accident that break my left foot and having tendon cuts - it was a bloody and fleshy mess for months - and having 2 sugeries too (leaving me with permanent tendon cut and permanent huge surgical scar). To spice it up, that moment, I just started pursuing further study for my BSc. Architecture. I was in my freakin' first week, in my first semester. I was depressed, I was in huge despair, I nearly made the decision to quit studying and just give up. But , I couldn't bring myself to. Because I was reminded of my parent's joyful reaction when they received the study offer letter. And y'all, I'm an only child :)
So I finished my first semester with a dean, tsk tsk.
And apparently, some people I just made friends with, were the sources of my strength too. Some people and someone. (to note that I am close to crying the moment I write this part)
Healing is a process. And I think I am a strong lady because I managed to collect my crumbled pieces together no matter what happen.
Healing is making progress, no matter how sad I will be, I won't stop coming back 10 mins later with a big smile on my face.
yours truly, swanz.
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