I showed up one more day.

I showed up one more day.

And honestly, it’s such a satisfying feeling. I can’t explain it to anyone except someone who has been through this state of mind themselves.

If I tell my friends, “I showed up today too,” they’ll probably ask, “So, what did you achieve?”

Showing up isn’t considered an achievement in society.

Long back, we were given certificates of participation regardless of whether we won or lost the contest. So why not a certificate for simply showing up?

Anyway, society will never believe you unless you show them results.

But the people who relate to me support me not because I’ve achieved something big, but because they know where I’m coming from. They see a version of themselves in me.

And maybe, for now, that’s enough.