Most times, the way we plan life is not actually how it goes. Life can be outrageous. During my tender age, their were some certain words I kept to myself about life thinking that it will be how life will treat me. But now, I've come to the realization that those words weren't valid, but lies.
Back then, I told myself that time alone would change everything automatically. And, that if I waited long enough, pain would soften, confusion would clear, and life would eventually arrange itself into something better. I also believed the fact that patience was enough, silence being maturity, and avoiding difficult choices was a form of peace. But now, I've gotten the clarity that time is not a healer; it is a revealer. It exposes ways of life we keep repeating, magnifies the discomfort we ignore, and reflects back the truths we avoid. The longer I waited, the more clearer it became to me that nothing changes without intention. I learnt that unspoken words remain heavy, unchallenged habits grows stronger, and that growth demands participation.
The more I grew, I understood that healing requires honesty, even when it is uncomfortable. Progress begins the moment we take responsibility for our choices instead of surrendering them to chance. Waiting did not protect me, rather it trapped me in the same place, hoping for a different outcome. Real change started when I chose action over excuses, courage over comfort, and responsibility over fear. I spoke the words I had been swallowing, made decisions I had been postponing, and accepted that transformation is not gentle, but deliberate.
In Summary, Time didn't rescue me but, it simply stood still until I learned how to move and make decisions. Thank you all for reading and for your time here. I do appreciate馃 I invite my friends 
