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At last, I have fulfilled my goal of sharing my healing journey — a gift I wish to offer to the community, in line with the intention I held after my recovery. I hope that these reflections, however small, can become a source of encouragement, a light for those who are still searching for a way out, so they may overcome their illness and return to the beautiful life that has always been theirs. There is one thing I must admit: after going through depression, anxiety, and psyc

When people learned that I was writing a blog to share my healing journey, a close university friend said to me, “You are very brave, but I am not. I am afraid of pain, so I only look forward and search for good things, because bad things frighten me…” I understood why he said that, because I had witnessed him go through a terrible turning point at the height of his career. That wound made him hesitate, unable to look back at the past, choosing instead to move forward only to

Today is 11.11 — my favorite day. Why this number? Because, in ways I still cannot fully explain, the number 11 has quietly walked beside me through seventeen years of living and working far from home. I received the joyful news of my first job abroad in November. My first working day was January 11. Even the letters in my English name add up to eleven. And two years ago, a dear friend who studies numerology told me that my “last peak of career” would also arrive under the nu

When I was going through the period of depression and anxiety, my sister once told me “When you find Interaction, Confidence, and Trust — you will heal.” At that time, those words felt distant and almost unreachable. I did not understand what those three letters meant, nor how I could possibly reach them. Yet somewhere deep inside, I knew I had to walk through that darkness in my own way. Healing, I felt, had to come from a place that was truly mine. I have always been the yo

One day, a dear friend asked me, “Which English word do you love the most?” Without a moment’s doubt, I said, “Grateful.” Grateful — that simple yet profound word — has carried me through every rise and fall of my life. It has been the quiet strength that guided me through both sunshine and storms, especially during the most recent and deepest low note I have ever faced in nearly sixty years of being blessed to walk this earth. I am deeply grateful to my parents — who gave me