@re-joyce 19 July 2024 more from that month

It has been half a year. and honestly, i am half-doubting myself if i could still survive the other half. i am in the middle of quitting and going on. i am half hopeful and half tired. and it's funny because i always pray and tell the stars that this year will be mine. but now, i am half crying because i do not know if this year will still align for me. it has been half a year. and i've already been through so much. i had to bottle up my emotions because i had more important things to do. i had to put aside my own dreams because i had no choice. i had to show up strong even if i have no guts to do so. and i had to carry on even if half of my body tells me to surrender. and mind you, it has only been half a year. and honestly, for the longest time, i dislike the idea of half. i dislike half-baked love. i hate half attention. and i cry over half-built apologies. i always thought that i will only accept the full. the 360 degrees. the 100% of something. but seeing life today, for now, i guess half is okay. it has been half a year and that means i still have another half of it to pick up the dreams and happiness i had to throw away. it has been half of the year and it could also mean that i am halfway there. i am halfway to something better. to something i will be proud of. to something i look forward to. it has been half a year. and maybe half of this is a reminder for myself that it's okay if i am still a work-in-progress. and half of this is maybe a reminder for you that it's okay if you're halfway there. keep going.