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Happily Ever After

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What’s something you used to believe as a kid that seems ridiculous now?
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We grow up surrounded by Disney movies and teen rom-coms that promise us neat endings. The protagonist faces heartbreak, stumbles through challenges, and then almost magically everything falls into place. Success, love, and a perfect life all right on cue. But real life doesn’t roll the credits after the happy ending. It keeps going, with new struggles waiting just around the corner.

Life is rarely a straight path to happiness. Some days we fall and don’t get back up right away. We feel drained, exhausted, and overwhelmed, as if the world is crashing down. Yet, when we muster the courage to rise again, we taste fleeting victories — moments that remind us why we keep trying. But soon enough, another challenge appears, and the cycle begins again. Happiness isn’t permanent; it’s a series of short-lived sparks. The trick is to hold onto those sparks, to cherish them, and to share them with the people we love. When their days feel heavy, we can offer them moments of light, just as they do for us. These exchanges of joy are what make the struggle worthwhile.

If life were always happy, we’d stop appreciating it. It’s the contrast, the bitter alongside the sweet that gives happiness its meaning. The setbacks sharpen our gratitude for the good days. The heartbreaks make love more precious. The failures make success more satisfying. I may never get the “happily ever after” promised in the movies. But I’ve learned that life isn’t about one grand ending. It’s about finding happiness in the everyday — in laughter, in resilience, in love, and in the courage to keep trying.

The Notes of Change

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What’s a piece of media (book, movie, song) that changed how you see the world?
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usic has always been present in my life. My mother sang in the choir, and my sister was blessed with a soulful voice. By the time I was six, I too joined the choir — and from the very first note, I loved singing.

At around ten or eleven, I began to pay attention not just to melodies but to the lyrics. That shift changed everything. Music was no longer just something I enjoyed when I was happy; it became something I deeply related to when I was upset.

The first song that has truly impacted me is “Seasons in the Sun”. Its farewell theme, filled with memories and goodbyes, resonated so strongly that I often cried when I heard it. Beyond its sadness, the song reminds us of the fragility of life and the importance of cherishing the people around us. In everyday life, it teaches me to value moments with family and friends, because time is never guaranteed. Sometimes it’s the words left unsaid that matter most, and this song pushes me to express love openly before it’s too late.

Another song that has stayed with me since childhood is “Walking Away”. Its laid-back tone contrasts with its powerful message about leaving behind toxic people and situations. It’s not just about endings; it’s about courage — the strength to step away from what no longer serves you. In daily life, this resonates whenever I face difficult choices, reminding me that peace often comes from letting go rather than holding on. It reassures me that seeking space isn’t selfish; it’s self-preservation, a necessary act of survival in a world that can be cruel.

Life has shifted in countless ways: genres, artists, circumstances. Yet one thing has remained constant — music. In times of turmoil, it brings me comfort and peace. Whether through melancholic songs that let me sit with my emotions or uplifting tracks that reignite my energy, music adapts to my journey and never leaves my side.

Music is more than sound; it’s memory, emotion, and healing. It has been my mirror when I needed to reflect and my lantern when I needed light. No matter what changes, music remains my most faithful companion — guiding me through everyday life with lessons of love, resilience, and hope.

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No Unsolicited advice

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What’s the best advice you’d give to someone younger than you?
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The one thing I have learned is never to give advice where it isn’t asked. When I was younger, I never understood the point of view of those who tried to advise me. Over time, I realized that experience is the only way you truly learn to accept advice.

Don’t say, “Stay away from the fire.” Instead, say, “I got burnt, but if you still want to touch the fire, it’s up to you.” Rather than offering advice, the one thing I would tell someone is: “I am here if you need me. I’ll help you get back up if you ever fall.” or “I don’t condone what you’re doing, but I’ve got your back.”

More than anything, what my younger self needed was support. And in today’s world, I believe that support is more important than ever. With all the criticism the world throws at you — often without considering the impact it can have — life can feel cruel.

If there’s one piece of advice I would give, with the hope that anyone would listen, it’s this: “Don’t judge. It hurts more than a knife ever could.”

In the end, we don’t always need someone to tell us what to do — we need someone to remind us that we are not alone. Support, kindness, and understanding are the bridges that carry us through the fire and back into the light.

Day 205: Small step but still a start

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Today was, all in all, an uneventful day. I woke up considerably early, though I still didn’t manage to get my six hours of sleep. I lay in bed for an hour, scrolling through Instagram shorts before finally convincing myself to get up and begin.

I started my work with enthusiasm, but of course today had to be the day my laptop decided to give up on me. The system ran so slowly that it was frustrating to refresh the screen over and over just to load a single page. I made myself a cup of coffee, hoping it would give me the energy I needed to push through.

Later, I found myself guilty of indulging in online browsing. What do you even call the equivalent of window shopping when it’s done online? Whatever the name, that’s exactly what I did. I didn’t buy anything, thankfully, but I did add a few things to my cart that I’m still tempted to purchase. It took everything in me to stop myself from checking out and to close the website.

Despite the distractions, I managed to complete the work assigned for the day. I finished my calls and meetings, completed my trainings, and wrapped everything up within the timeline. I finally switched off my office laptop. Now I am hoping to put sometime into studying, the thing I have put off for as long as possible.

It wasn’t a perfect day. But it was a start. And sometimes, a start is enough.

Inspirations

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Who are you most inspired by?
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As a child, I probably would have named a famous person as my inspiration — someone the world had already deemed successful. Ironically, I don’t even remember those childhood idols anymore.

Today, my inspirations are not people themselves, but rather their actions. You don’t have to achieve great things in life. You don’t have to be famous or popular. A person can be an inspiration simply by standing up for what is right. A child defending a friend against bullies, a parent protecting their child’s dignity when others condemn them for low grades, a job seeker walking into an interview after being laid off, a girl demanding her right to education, a survivor holding their head high despite society’s judgment — each of these moments carries a quiet, powerful courage.

In those moments, they become an inspiration because of their pure moral strength. Their courage to keep fighting, to keep moving forward, matters more than physical strength or accolades. And in that moment, they give someone else the courage to stand up too — to face the odds, to keep fighting, even if success doesn’t come right away.

We all have weaknesses. Some are born from the people around us who broke our tiny dreams. Others come from self-doubt and criticism that tie us down, clipping the wings we once had as children. But inspiration is not about perfection. It’s about persistence. It’s about refusing to let those wounds define us.

I draw inspiration from the great actions of ordinary people I see every day. Their courage reminds me that inspiration doesn’t live in fame or fortune — it lives in the quiet strength of those who keep moving forward, no matter the odds. Inspiration is not a pedestal. It’s a spark. And sometimes, the smallest acts of courage light the brightest flames.

Teach you a Lesson

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Rating: 3.5 out of 5.

The Netflix series is adapted from the Naver webtoon Get Schooled which takes a bold look at the failures of Korea’s education system and the troubling leniencies given to juvenile offenders. In Korea, young offenders often receive lighter punishments due to their age, a loophole that has drawn many teenagers and young adults into crime. The series dramatizes this issue through the creation of the fictional Educational Rights Protection Board (ERPB), an agency formed after the tragic death of a teacher at the hands of a student. Its mission is to reform schools so that students can thrive regardless of their backgrounds, while ensuring that offenders are held accountable for the harm they cause.

Led by Education Minister Choi Gangseok, the ERPB team—Na Hwajin, Im Harim, and Bong Geundae—travels across the country to confront problematic schools. Their approach is uncompromising, using every method available to “straighten out” troubled students and teachers while tackling the root causes of dysfunction. This narrative highlights the importance of early intervention, showing that shaping children’s minds at the right age can prevent destructive adult behavior and, ultimately, reshape society.

The series is compelling in its social critique and gripping in its drama, but it leaves viewers wanting more depth in the characters’ backstories. While the focus on systemic reform is powerful, the show misses opportunities to explore how each ERPB member’s own school experiences shaped their moral drive to fix the system. I think that if there were more detailed flashbacks to their personal struggles of the team members could have added emotional resonance and made the characters more relatable. It feels as though the 10-episode format constrained the storytelling, prioritizing the reform narrative over character development and limiting its ability to connect deeply with viewers.

Despite these limitations, Get Schooled is definitely worth watching. It offers a refreshing take on education as crime prevention and demonstrates that the right actions taken at the right time can transform not just individuals but society as a whole.

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Don’t Give Up

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What’s your top tip to be successful in life?
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Success is often painted as a grand destination — a shining trophy, a dream job, a house, or a title. But the truth is, success is far more personal, far more fluid, and far more humble than society makes it out to be.

As long as you don’t give up, you haven’t failed. That’s the most powerful life lesson I’ve learned. Life isn’t meant to be easy, and everyone carries their own challenges. What feels simple to one person might be someone else’s Mt. Everest.

Would I call myself successful? Honestly, I don’t think so. And maybe I never will. I was taught to always strive for better, to keep moving forward. I’ve achieved small goals — a degree, a job, milestones that others might call success. But for me, each achievement only opens the door to the next challenge.

If I earn a degree, the next step is finding a good job. If I secure that job, the next goal is saving enough to buy a home. For some, securing a job is the pinnacle of success. For me, it’s just one step on a longer journey.

The one truth that never changes is this: success comes to those who keep trying. Even when the world feels against you, even when everything seems to fall apart, resilience matters. Take the break you need. Step back if you must — even a hundred steps back. But always, always take that step forward afterward.

For me, success is simple: one day closer. Have you made it farther than you were yesterday? Not in comparison to someone else, but in comparison to yourself. If you are better today than you were yesterday, you are successful.

In a world that can be cruel and unforgiving, progress itself is victory. It may not look like success to everyone else, but it is yours — and that is more than enough.

Day 204: Coming back from the Haze

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For a hundred days, I felt like I was in a state of limbo. I don’t even know how the time slipped by. What did I accomplish in the past three months? Nothing—literally nothing.

My initial determination to avoid binge shopping and be content with what I already had completely collapsed. I started buying random things—items I had kept on my wishlist for months, only to remove them from my cart because I knew I didn’t really need them. All my reasoning was gone. I was filling a hole inside me.

Yes, I bought a few things I needed, but compared to the junk, it was nothing. I loved the dopamine rush of opening parcels from online shopping sites, even though I knew it wasn’t healthy.

I stopped reading my Bible. I stopped drawing and doing anything related to art. I stopped studying. Even at work, I don’t know what I was really doing. It felt like I just slept and woke up, over and over again.

There were ups and downs that felt like whiplash. I know I’m struggling, and I’m aware my coping mechanisms aren’t good. My wallet has taken a hit, and now sleepless nights have returned. I can’t fall asleep until 2 or 3 a.m., and I can’t sleep past 8. Some days I barely sleep 3–4 hours, while other days I want to sleep all day.

Procrastination has defined these past months—extreme procrastination. My mind kept telling me to do things, but another part of me always said, “Forget it, let’s just do it tomorrow.” But tomorrow never came.

I’ve lost six months of 2026. But I still have six months left to try again. I cannot give up on myself. I am not perfect, and I never will be—and that’s okay. What matters is being the best I can be.

So here’s to starting again. You fall, you fail, but you still need to try again. As cheesy as it sounds, it’s true. I’m praying for the will to begin again.

Day 106: Recovering from the Break Down

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So I am back. Today I am smiling again, even though there is still pain in my heart. Life feels heavy right now, with so many things going wrong all at once. Some days I am simply too weak to face it. On those days, I withdraw into myself and hope that the storm will pass. It feels like the world is closing in, and all I can manage is the simple act of waking up. I want to lie down the whole day, doing nothing, because nothing makes sense. It feels like drowning on dry land—unable to breathe, unable to move forward. My heart had taken my mind hostage, and I was trapped in the tension between wanting to live fully and feeling paralyzed by pain.

My mind kept reminding me of all the things I needed to do, all the ways I should keep pushing forward. But the reminders felt hollow, because nothing seemed to matter. I don’t like this feeling, but I think it was inevitable. For too long, I’ve tried to push down the pain, convincing myself to focus only on the good things. That works sometimes, but not always. There are days when the weight of what I’ve hidden breaks through, and I am forced to face the vulnerability I fear. I hate being vulnerable. I think I am scared of what it reveals about me, scared of being seen as weak. Yet, despite that fear, I made it through. After days of feeling like everything was collapsing, I am finally beginning to emerge from the darkness. Sitting here now, writing this post, I feel grateful to be back on track, ready to work toward meaningful change in my life.

I know this cycle will repeat if I keep relying only on myself. That’s why I hope, going forward, I learn to turn to God instead of crashing out internally. He has carried me even when I never asked Him to. If He takes care of me without my asking, how much more will He take care of me when I reach out to Him for help? That thought gives me hope. It reminds me that I don’t have to fight alone, that there is strength beyond my own walls. And today, even with the pain still lingering, I am smiling again—because I believe I am being led toward something better.

Managing the Crash

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What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings?
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Attempting this prompt again, because this time the answer feels a little different. Especially since I’ve just returned to some level of normalcy after feeling like I was drowning for the past two days. Having bad days isn’t uncommon anymore; it almost feels like they’ve become the norm. The world is on fire, and no matter how hard you try, some days simply don’t go your way.

Talking about my strategy to cope with negative feelings, fair disclaimer: this is not a good practice. What I do is probably one of the more toxic ways of dealing with things. But here it is. First, I hide what I’m feeling. I never let the next person know what’s going through my mind. My problems are my own. It’s rare that anyone would truly understand, and even rarer that they’d know exactly what’s happening inside. Second, I build compartments and shove the feelings into a box. There’s no time to deal with emotions. Feelings complicate things and make everything confusing. Wearing your heart on your sleeve feels like the biggest disservice you can do to yourself. So I tell myself: deal with the feelings later. It most certainly isn’t in the moment. Finally, I focus on getting through today, pushing the problems out for tomorrow.

Now, here’s why this isn’t effective. Every once in a while, the feelings I’ve boxed up start to crack through. I try damage control, thinking maybe handling a small issue will make the compartments strong again, strong enough to withstand a few more days. But the pile of negative emotions always grows faster than my ability to manage them. Then comes the crash. The day when everything tumbles down, when it feels like the world is ending and life has lost all meaning. I shut down for a couple of days, overwhelmed by the tide of emotions. Nothing makes sense until I finally gather the strength to rebuild the walls, compartmentalize again, and start over.

I still follow this vicious cycle, but once in a while I take time to talk to someone. It doesn’t stop the crash, but it helps me recover from it. It gives me courage to fight again and somehow gives me the strength to take a step in the right direction.