Fortunate Life

  When I first started freelancing, I had so much hope. I imagined landing projects, building a career, and finally having the freedom to work on my own terms. But the reality was far harder than I expected. Day after day, I sent out proposals and heard nothing back. No projects. No clients. No wins. Each day of not finding work chipped away at my self-worth. Slowly, my hope started fading. I fell into a depression I didn’t talk about with anyone. Pride kept me quiet. I didn’t want people to see me struggling or to think I had failed. It got to a point where I stopped sending proposals altogether. Instead, I’d spend days just watching TV. I stopped cleaning the house. I stopped cooking and would just order takeout. I felt stuck—like I had reached a dead end before my freelancing journey even really began. Then one day, a friend messaged me out of the blue. He told me he had enrolled in a class and was learning so many new things. That message struck a chord. It made me realize t...

It’s so easy to forget that behind every smile and laugh, there are stories we don’t see. If you see my reels and other social media posts, you’ll always see me smiling, laughing, and being playful — like I’m carefree. But what you don’t see is that I went through a real roller coaster of emotions from 2023 until early 2024. The Silent Questions I reached a point where I asked myself: “What am I really living for?” I even thought, “If I disappear, will anyone even remember me?” Sounds dramatic, right? But those thoughts were real. Don’t worry — I never thought of harming myself — but I did feel worthless, like my life didn’t matter, like there wouldn’t be anything worth saying in a eulogy about me. Yes, I had achievements — I’m a trainer, I finished my MBA, I get to travel for work — but sometimes, even that doesn’t stop the heart from feeling heavy. Why Was I Feeling This Way? After reflecting (and with the help of my best friend Google), I found some possible reasons: Hormonal imba...