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 I asked my successful professor for advice on how to find my passion and maintain consistency, hoping to gain some insight into what seemed like a daunting task. However, his response was simple: "Passion is something I like, just know about it, and consistency is difficult only at the beginning. Just do it." I couldn't help but wonder, is it really that easy? As a writer, I often struggle with motivation and consistency, even though I love what I do. Sometimes, I find myself procrastinating or trying out other things, like singing or dancing, instead of focusing on my writing. It's not that I don't enjoy writing, but sometimes I lack the motivation to start or stay consistent. My professor wasn't wrong, but his perspective didn't fully address the complexity of finding passion and maintaining consistency. While it may seem simple in theory, these things can be challenging to put into practice. I believe finding passion is not always straightforward. It&#

 As a young person who values my independence, the idea of being in a serious relationship can be intimidating. How would I maintain my sense of self while also making room for another person in my life? It wasn't until I imagined myself in a relationship that I began to understand the importance of balance. The truth is, being in a relationship means that there are two different individuals with their own lives, interests, and priorities. It's not about sacrificing who I am for the sake of the relationship, but rather finding a way to integrate my personal life with my partner's. This means respecting each other's boundaries, communicating openly, and being mindful of how my actions affect the other person. At first, imagining how to find this balance can be a challenge. I might feel like I have to give up certain activities or hobbies to make time for my partner, or vice versa. However, it's important to remember that compromise is key. I wouldn't have to give

Opportunity is abundant, but our time and energy are limited. As someone who loves exploring new things and taking on exciting challenges, I know how tempting it can be to say "yes" to every opportunity that comes your way. However, as I've learned from personal experience, trying to do everything at once is not only impossible but can also lead to burnout and stress. Currently, I'm pursuing a fast-track program, which means I'm taking both my bachelor's and master's degrees simultaneously, on top of the many responsibilities I already have. While I would love to say "yes" to more opportunities, I realize that doing so would mean sacrificing the things that are already important to me. So, what can we do to avoid FOMO (fear of missing out) and choose wisely for happiness? Here are a few tips to keep in mind: Recognize that opportunity is abundant, but your time and energy are not Imagine you're at an all-you-can-eat buffet. The food is endles

Growing up, I always felt like I had to put on a brave face. No matter how hard things got, I couldn't let anyone see me cry. I thought it was a sign of weakness, that if I let my emotions show, I would be seen as less than. So, I held it all in. Whenever I felt sad or overwhelmed, I retreated to a quiet corner and let the tears fall. I cried until I felt numb, until I couldn't feel anything at all. It was a way to cope, a way to let out the pain without anyone else knowing. But then, something changed. As I got older, I found myself unable to cry in private anymore. No matter how hard I tried to hold it in, the tears would start to fall as soon as someone asked me if I was okay. It was a strange feeling, to be so vulnerable in front of others. But at the same time, it was a relief. For once, I didn't have to pretend that everything was okay. I could be honest about how I was feeling, and people would listen. Still, there were times when I felt like I had to put on a brave

Of late, there's been someone who's caught my eye. What first struck me was his demeanor towards children. The way he would kneel down, smile and listen to their words, it's like he spoke the same language as them. There's something infectious about his laughter too, just like the sound of bells ringing through the air. He has a quick wit and a good sense of humor, or at least one that's in tune with mine. It's easy to laugh and joke around with him, and it feels like we could keep doing it for hours. And yet, he's also a thoughtful and intelligent person. He's well-read and knowledgeable on a variety of topics, and always has an interesting perspective to share. But there's something else about him that draws me in. Maybe it's his passion for the things he cares about, or the way he stubbornly refuses to compromise his ideals. It's not that he's difficult to understand, but he's definitely not one to follow the crowd. Some of my frie

I couldn't sleep last night. It was 1 am and my mind was racing, lost in a maze of thoughts and worries. The darkness outside was absolute, and the silence seemed to amplify the sound of my racing heartbeat. I felt lonely and isolated, like I was the only person awake in the world. It was a strange feeling, and it made me think about my life and the people around me. I couldn't help but remember the sound of my mother's voice on the phone earlier that day. She sounded sad and tired, and it made me feel helpless. My grandmother was sick, and I knew it was weighing heavily on her. I wished I could turn back the clock, to the time when I was a child and everything seemed so simple and carefree. It was a time when the world was a kinder and more loving place, and I didn't yet know the bitter taste of life's hardships. As I lay there, I also thought about my friends. I knew that some of them were going through difficult times, and it pained me that I couldn't be ther