Last night, I had one of those moments where I just felt completely overwhelmed with gratitude. Not the kind that comes and goes in fleeting thoughts, but the kind that sinks deep into your bones—the kind that makes you stop everything and just sit with the realization of how lucky you are.
I had just shared my new blog with my friends, a project that feels like an extension of myself, a space where I pour out my thoughts, observations, and emotions. And let me tell you—nothing, absolutely nothing, would exist or matter in the same way without the people in my life who support me, who see me, who care enough to engage with my words.
One of my friends sent me a voice memo right before my midterm yesterday, and I swear, it left me in awe. She told me she had been reading one of my posts—Sex, Sushi, and Self-Sabotage—and it had actually made her think about an experience from the night before. She started reflecting on how attractiveness influences the way people are perceived and valued, how someone can be dismissed simply because they don’t fit the conventional mold of what’s “desirable.” And in that moment, she connected my words to her own life, her own conversations, her own realizations.
I was stunned.
Not just because she took the time to read my blog, but because she thought about it—really thought about it. She connected with it in a way that made her reflect on her own experiences, and to me, that’s everything. It’s the entire reason I wanted to start this blog in the first place. Because how many of us go through life experiencing these things but never stopping to unpack them? How many of us feel something deep down but don’t have the words or space to articulate it?
This is what I want—to create a space where people feel something. Where they can read and think, Wait, I’ve been there too. I’ve felt this exact thing. And the fact that my friends, the people I love so much, are not only reading but reflecting, engaging, and finding meaning in my words? It’s unreal.
I truly don’t know where I’d be without my friends. They make everything feel more significant, more valuable. Their support makes this all real, makes it matter. And in return, I just hope they know how deeply I love them—how every moment of kindness, every message, every little act of care stays with me.
So here’s to all of you. To the ones who read, who listen, who engage, who reflect. You make life richer, and I don’t take a single second of it for granted.
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