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Chapter 84: Chip

A Little Piece of Happiness 🐿️🤎 Some people enter your life unexpectedly, and before you realise it, they become part of your everyday thoughts, your little routines, and the memories you look forward to making. You are that person for me. There is something special about having someone who understands your weirdness, laughs at your random moments, and makes even the simplest days feel a little brighter. Sometimes it’s not about grand gestures or big moments. It’s the little things — the conversations that never seem to end, the laughter over things only we find funny, the silly inside jokes that would probably make no sense to anyone else. Somewhere along the way, we found our own little symbol — two tiny characters that remind us of the fun, the chaos, and the comfort we share. A small reminder that no matter how different we are, some things just naturally belong together. Life with you feels like collecting little moments: the unexpected laughs, the random adventures, the quiet d...

Chapter 83: Boundaries

Some People Leave Quietly Not every goodbye comes with an argument. Some people simply create distance. Not because they hate you. Not because you've wronged them. Sometimes they've just remembered why the boundary mattered in the first place. Funny how life works. The people who once knew everything about you can become people you occasionally wave to from across the room. No hard feelings. Just a quiet reminder that not every connection belongs in every chapter, and not every friendship is meant to last forever. I suppose growing up isn't about keeping everyone. It's about learning to appreciate those who stay, respect those who leave, and resist the urge to take attendance. Perhaps that's what growing up really is: learning to let people go without needing someone to be the villain.

Chapter 82: Pain

Eleven Years There are wounds that never really close. You simply learn how to live around them. For eleven years, I've carried something that has no shape, yet weighs more than anything I can hold. It follows quietly. Into conversations. Into silence. Into the moments that should have felt light. People see the version of me that keeps going. They don't see how much strength it takes to keep standing when everything inside feels like it's already fallen. I don't need anyone to measure this pain. I only need to stop pretending it doesn't exist. Tonight, I'm tired. Not of life. Just of carrying what words have never been able to hold.

Chapter 81: The Void

Hollow— I thought I was getting better. Then, without warning, everything became heavy again. Not because one thing happened. But because everything arrived at the same time. The noise. The expectations. The labels. The guilt. They settled somewhere inside me, until I could no longer tell where they ended and where I began. I don't have the strength to defend myself today. I don't have the answers either. So I'll let the silence carry what I cannot. Perhaps tomorrow will ask less of me. And perhaps, that will be enough.

Chapter 81: Quietly

Quiet Work It didn't happen overnight. Just one session, then another. A little stronger. A little steadier. Some changes can be seen. Others stay hidden. Maybe those are the ones that matter most.

Chapter 80: The Space Between

Empty Some days, there's nothing particularly wrong. Nothing to fix. Nothing to chase. Yet something feels absent. Like a room that's been cleared out, but not filled again. The days continue. Work. Training. Conversations. Everything moves as it should. And still, there are moments when I pause and notice the space. Not sadness. Not loneliness. Just an emptiness I can't quite name. Maybe not everything needs an answer. Maybe some seasons are meant to be felt before they are understood.

Chapter 79: What Could Have Been

In Another Life I want to be someone I couldn't. I want to achieve the things I couldn't. No regrets. No second-guessing. No wondering what might have been. But this is the life I have. So I'll keep trying in this one.