I was 14. Still a kid who just wants to play and enjoy life. Not knowing what the future holds for me. During this time, I had nothing clear in my mind about what will happen to me in the next couple of years.
When I turned 18, that's when life started. I was in college, I never really cared much about my studies, I was there to just be there.
Then the unexpected happened. My grandmother, who was supporting me with my studies, experienced a financial crisis. I had no choice but to stop my studies.
I had nothing to do, I was just waiting for each day to go by. Clueless, I found myself with no purpose, no reason to live life with meaning. I was stuck in a pit that I cannot escape. I had no clue on how to approach my future and I had no plans during that time to do something or to even move out of my comfort zone.
It was puzzling for me back then, I just wanted to be a caterpillar inside a cocoon and wait for each day to go by.
I had a clueless approach to life back then.