⁂✫𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞'𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬✫⁂
"A Love So Possessive and Eternal"
"A Love Rewriting the Stars"
☆"I'll look for you in every lifetime, until we finally stay." ☆
𝐍𝐢𝐫𝐛𝐡𝐚𝐲×𝐍𝐢𝐲𝐚𝐭𝐢
The Devil's anger...
It is no secret that I have dedicated myself to following my passion in the field I adore. Ever since I was just eight years old, I have held a vision of becoming a doctor, and I am grateful that I am now in my final year, on the verge of achieving that long-cherished dream. With only four months remaining, I will finally attain the dream job I have longed for, enabling me to serve others as I have always aspired to do.
Don't mistake me for the typical fragile and naive girl you might have encountered before. I'm not saying I'm outright rude or anything like that, but I believe in treating people the way they treat me - give and take. My life's experiences have taught me resilience, and now pain feels like an old friend that's always by my side.
My early years were marked by childhood trauma and my father's abandonment at the age of 15. Those experiences hurt me deeply initially, but over time, I've grown resilient. Now, those hardships don't faze me in the slightest. I've made considerable strides in managing my panic attacks, and I'm genuinely doing much better. I feel strong, capable of handling everything life throws at me.
When I found myself in my darkest hour, ready to give up like so many others before me, it was my mother, Mira's, unwavering courage and bravery that kept me going. She became my beacon of hope in the face of adversity, the only source of light that would not let me succumb to the darkness. It was her strength that fueled my determination to fight against my fears and demons, ultimately triumphing over the notion that I was not worthy of life.
Though I occasionally experience dreams that are hazy and fragmented, I tend to dismiss them, believing that they have no relevance or connection to my life.
Being a doctor keeps me busy, especially dealing with mischievous kids and their antics. My mother is still battling depression, but thankfully, it's less severe than before. She relies on me for emotional support and financial assistance, and I'm proud to be there for her.
