I am drifting in the stream of time.

How is everyone? I hope everyone is healthy physically. But we don't always take care of our minds, right? I don't know why today, looking at the sky outside, reminded of something very old. So I thought, let's open up our minds a little and sit with you. As I write this article with a cup of tea in my hand, my mind is in turmoil.

We, humans, are actually very strange. We always have a deep-rooted idea in our minds that the remote control of our lives is probably in our hands. I also belonged to this group. There was a time when I would get restless even if a leaf moved against my will. I would think, why is everything not happening according to my plan? Why is time cheating on me? I would work day and night to turn the situation around. I would not sleep at night, I would fidget, and I would think - I will wake up tomorrow morning and fix everything. My stubbornness was sky-high. I believed that I would defeat fate by fighting.

But are the numbers of life so easy to match? I couldn't match them. I stumbled over and over again while trying to match those numbers. And when I stand in front of the mirror today with that same broken mind, a constant truth appears before my eyes— “I tried to change time. But who knew that time would change my life.”

When I remember those difficult days, I no longer feel angry, but rather feel sorry for myself. At that time, I didn't realize that I was actually trying to swim against the current. My mental state at that time was something like this—

“I thought I would keep all my happiness in my fist,
I stubbornly didn't see my face in the mirror.
Everything broke in an instant like a sandbank,
Time created me anew, crushing all the old memories.
Today, I see that I am no longer the same as before,
I keep the care of experience in my chest.”

When I look back today, I see a vast difference between that me and the me of today. I couldn't change that time, but that time has broken me and rebuilt me ​​again. Before, I would break down at the slightest blow, and I would scream and cry at the slightest blow. But time has taught me how to stand calmly in the midst of the storm.

Before, I thought that not getting what I wanted in life was probably the biggest failure. But now I understand that my biggest lesson was hidden in those failures. Time has taught me patience and tolerance. It has made me understand that not all battles need to be fought with swords; some battles can only be won with silence. I am no longer that restless person who makes noise; I am much calmer now. I have learned to find joy in the small moments of life.

In fact, we think that time is our enemy. But believe me, time is the greatest craftsman. It cuts away our unnecessary parts and makes us perfect. So now there are no more regrets. I have gained much more than what I lost; I know myself anew.

Is there a chapter in your life where you wanted something one way, but it turned out differently—and in the end, you found that it was good for you? If so, please tell us. I would love to hear your stories, too.

May everyone be well, and have faith in time. At the end of the day, whatever happens, happens for the best. Best wishes to everyone.