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It's incredible how I keep coming back to this place merely to express my happiness and gratitude for what I have. It seems to be the only thing I can think of to talk about at the moment. As has been stated numerous times before, this year has unquestionably taken a turn. I was miserable, self-loathing, and at rock bottom, and I didn't even realize it at the time, but now I'm as high as you could possibly be on drugs, and I didn't even know it.

 

In contrast to how my birthday is generally celebrated, I celebrated my 23rd birthday in the most joyful way. I feel loved, valued, and acknowledged by the individuals I care about the most, even if it is only once every six months that I communicate with them. Even when I am surrounded by the people I care about, I no longer feel as lonely as I used to (but not by the people that loved me back).

 

Getting a present from someone I've just known for six months was the highlight of today for me. I have a collection of items I adore and stuff I don't have.Expensive looking crystal coated ribbon earrings and a strong of zircon silver that fit perfectly on my chest completed the look that matches how I felt. A memory notebook that was securely tied as though everything I wrote in it would never be able to elude me again. I was overcome with a sense of gratitude that I was unable to keep it under control no matter how much I tried. Thank you.

 


 

In the quiet solitude of my heart, I extend my sincere wishes for a joyous Ramadan to you. As the holy month unfolds before us, I find myself reflecting upon the journey I have embarked upon, one that has largely been about my personal growth and self-discovery.

Reminiscing about the past, I recall the Ramadan of the previous year. Although I felt a sense of solitude back then, I still had friends who stood by my side, ready to join me for Sahur, the pre-dawn meal, or to break fast together in the evenings. It was a time of togetherness, where the bonds of friendship were fortified by our shared devotion. Furthermore, I was occupied with work, which served as a constant companion, diverting my attention from the feelings of solitude that occasionally crept in. And in those moments when I longed for companionship, I had someone dependable, a go-to person, upon whom I could rely.

Yet, as this year's Ramadan dawns upon me, I find myself in a different place, both physically and mentally. I am alone. But in the depths of my being, I have come to embrace this solitude as a companion of its own. It is through this solitude that I have begun to find solace and nourishment for my soul. It has become a space for introspection, a canvas upon which I can paint the colors of self-discovery.

In this stillness, I am learning to embrace my own company, finding contentment within myself. The absence of external distractions has granted me the opportunity to delve into the depths of my being, to explore the intricacies of my thoughts and emotions. Through this process, I am unraveling the layers that shroud my true essence, unveiling the person I am meant to become.

While I may miss the camaraderie of previous Ramadans, I believe that this period of solitude holds its own unique benefits. It is a time of self-nurturing, where I can focus solely on my spiritual growth and nourish the flame of faith within me. In the stillness of the night, I find myself turning to prayer and contemplation, seeking a deeper connection with the Divine.

Though the path may seem solitary, I know that the lessons learned during this Ramadan will have a lasting impact on my life. Through the solitude, I am learning self-reliance and resilience. I am discovering the strength that lies within, as I draw closer to my own essence and purpose.

Always in my thoughts,

Present me


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