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Here we are at the end of a decade, at the end of an era, at the end of 2019.

I have always been really excited for new year’s, to me, every year is a little history you make, the end of a year is the beginning of the next chapter. The start of something new, something unrelated, something far away from the past.

2019 has not really been kind to me but it surely had a lot in store as weeks passed by...

I started the year with a lot of uncertainty, uncertainty regarding what opportunities to take, what doors to knock, what things to keep, and what to let go of.

I moved cities, met so many people, some of them who tagged along, some with whom I parted ways. 

I experienced new experiences, made choices that can’t really be categorized into right or wrong, good or bad, but they were hard to make, and I’m glad I still opted to do so. 

I developed habits I’m not really proud of but what is life anyway without doing things you don’t regret the next morning. 

This year I opened up to things I wasn’t even comfortable thinking about, I managed to compose myself, put myself out there, and voice my beliefs, how I feel and what I’ve been through hoping I could make a little change.

I learned some really tough lessons that changed me as a person, I try to save myself from a lot of hurt now, I don’t express myself enough to reach out to the other person. That’s my weird way of protecting my fragile emotions. But I am excited to see how I’ll evolve with my ways in the years ahead.

In this journey of self-discovery, I lost myself a little more.

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