Because none of this is easy and none of it is supposed to be. Life is hard. Love is hard. People are hard. And learning new things about yourself is too. So please, be kind to yourself. To your mind, body and soul.
Jakarta itu paradoks yang menarik. Tak bisa sepenuhnya dibenci, tapi juga tak bisa seutuhnya dicinta. Semacam nyebelin tapi ngangenin.
Bertahanlah, sekecil apapun alasannya. Semangat!
I criticize my crafted articles every day. And started questioning my identity in this role and responsibilities. “Am I a real journalist?”
In this city, I find back my self-expectation that had been long lost and begin to reinventing myself.
I was not okay, I was not happy, I was struggle to keep myself together, I couldn’t get myself to shrug it off.
These are things that I've been struggling with, back and forth. I just couldn't face people's judgment, so instead of lying I hide myself to the corner.