2017: The Year I’ve Been at the Lowest Point in my Life

Last year was supposed to be a transition from one phase of my life to another but as 2017 entered, things went to the opposite direction. It wasn’t the 2017 I looked forward to and everything seemed to fall out of place.

It was filled with failures, disappointments and hardships.

And what made me feel worse is that I can only blame myself. I blame myself for the wrong decisions, mistakes and consequences I couldn’t take. I was at the lowest point in my life, something that is beyond what I could ever imagine.

If there’s anything good I can say about this year is that it made me become a fighter. I fight for my life everyday, trying to convince myself that everything’s going to be okay soon. I realized I wasn’t alone. I’m never alone. I have friends who motivate and inspire me that life is beautiful. I have my family who supports and understands me the way no one else ever does. I am thankful for the people who helped me heal, little by little, even if they aren’t aware of it.

I’m done waiting for a plot twist to happen.

But that doesn’t mean I’ve lost hope. I’m done looking back at the things I should have done. I’m done blaming myself for everything that happened. I’m no longer living in the dreams I had but more of the reality I am facing. I’m done trying to turn things back before the year ends.

I’m ready to let go and start over.

No one knows what could happen next year but I’m armed with the lessons I learned from what happened this year. Being at my lowest point this year makes me feel that I can survive any hardships I may face in the next coming years. That no matter how difficult life would be, as long as I believe and keep moving, I can make it.

To anyone reading this who might have been on the same situation as I was, I am cheering for you. For us. We can make it. I want to see you at the end of the road, telling yourself, “I did it!”