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We live in a world that judges fast and forgives slow. One headline, one post, one wrong sentence taken out of context and the verdict is in before the story even begins. I’ve caught myself doing it too. Forming opinions too quickly, convinced I’ve seen enough to know the whole truth. It’s easy to feel…
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I’ve always had a good memory. Sometimes it works in my favour, other times, it clings to things I wish it wouldn’t. But that’s what makes “firsts” so powerful. They stay with you, even when you think you’ve outgrown them. I remember my grandma and mom’s dumpling soup, how the kitchen smelled like warmth and…
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Forgiveness is one of those words people (like me lol) like to romanticize, as if it’s a soft, graceful act. But it’s brutal work. Forgiving someone means accepting that you won’t get the apology you wanted, or the closure you rehearsed a hundred times in your head. Learning to stop replaying the same moment of…
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Everyone has two sides. The good and the bad. The version they show to the world, and the one that slips out when no one’s watching. It’s easy to love someone’s best self. Their confidence, their warmth, the way they make you feel seen. But you only really know a person when you’ve witnessed their…
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I’m typing this reflection on my notepad as I sit in the airport lounge. Julian flew back to Singapore a few days ago to resume work, and I already miss his presence beside me. Traveling together has a way of making the world feel lighter; traveling alone, even for a short stretch, feels different. So…
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On my first day in the office, I was the first to arrive. Open office concept. “Sit anywhere you like,” they said. Back then, IT was still on the 47th floor. Anyway, I went straight for the corner seat. Coat hanger, plenty of space and perfect view of the entire floor. I unpacked my things,…
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We often cook at home. We both enjoy a good seafood meal, and with fresh seafood so affordable at the market, it almost feels like a waste not to make it ourselves. This mussels dish isn’t mine, it’s Julian’s. And after two years of… let’s say experimental cooking, he’s finally landed on something restaurant-worthy. It…
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This entry came from a reader who asked me to write about imposter syndrome. It’s fitting, because I’ve lived with it long enough to know how familiar its voice can sound. Imposter syndrome doesn’t always shout. Sometimes it whispers. You’re not as good as they think you are. You just got lucky. One mistake and…
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When I tell people my partner and I have never once quarrelled, I usually get one of three reactions. A warm smile and “That’s lovely.” A curious, drawn-out “Really?” Or the half-joking shade “That’s not possible,” “Wait till you’ve been together longer,” “That’s not normal.” I’ve realised their reaction says more about them than it…
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I’ve never had lightning split the sky in front of me or a voice tell me exactly what to do. But I’ve had moments that make me wonder. Some call it coincidence. Others call it humanity. Sometimes, the timing feels so precise it’s hard not to think something bigger is at work. Whether you name…
