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Rebound


Sixty eight days into medical school already.
Still feels so surreal somehow.
The past month off Blogger has been a breath of fresh air.
Really wanted to be without my blog, period. But I felt like something was missing. I missed expressing myself through words.
Writing.
My writing.
That's what was missing.
It's been a part of me ever since I can remember.
I had my first diary when I was eleven and I haven't stopped writing since.
Events. Feelings. Birthdays. Experiences. Firsts. Lasts. Best friends. Family. Loves. Losses. I used to write everything down. Every happy moment, every sad moment, every little thing that happened I wrote down and then SNAP! one day I just stopped. I stopped because something in me simply didn't want to continue anymore. Something in me just became so numb.
But things change. Feelings change.
And here I am again.
You learn a lot of things as you grow up. You learn a lot of things when you meet different people. You learn how strong you are. You learn to come back to your priorities. You learn to distance yourself from all that is negative and pull closer the people who lift you up, the people who accept you for who you are, for who you have become. You learn to pay attention to your conscience. You learn not to fall for words but to fall instead for actions. You learn how important family actually is. You learn that you can be friendly with everyone but not everyone will be your friend. You learn about backstabbers and back biters, liars and cheaters. You learn about what it means to love with your whole heart. You learn how to keep promises and stay in touch. You just learn.
You learn and you learn and you learn and it never ceases, it never ends.
Everything I've been through over these many months has taught me something. And I'm still learning.
It's not the number of years that defines how mature you are. It's the experiences you go through.
Don't let the world harden your heart. Forgive quickly though you may never forget. Surround yourself with the people who stay true to you even when you're not around.
And come what may, never, ever lose your faith.

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