Thinking about how I reacted, I feel so stupid. I can say that I am healed. That everything is really fine. What happened in the past should be forgotten and I did. At some point, we can’t just stop ourselves from going back, right? Because somehow, it contributed a lot to who we become now. The pain in the past led me to who I am now. The wise girl I failed to be, the woman who now chooses to be happy. Who rather face her demons than run and hide from them. It feels good knowing that you can actually face what you fear. I shouldn’t overthink nor bring it back again. If I did and still mourn out of it, then maybe I’m a liar. A woman who lied to herself that everything is... okay. Well, I hope I wasn’t. I hope I wasn’t lying. “So, you have decided now to be part of a charity held f

