🪑 ─── I once mapped out a clear direction for my life, like how an archer targets the centre of the target. Imagine winning the National Basketball competition and becoming the youngest player on the national basketball team. But fate took a turn when an accident shattered those ambitions and left me on the sidelines of the game I lusted after.

ㅤㅤ“My pleas to doctors for a cure went unanswered, and I struggled against the tide of stagnation. The basketball court, once a canvas of dreams, turned into a canvas of improbability, like a cracked mirror reflecting broken dreams.” 🌟

ㅤ 🪑..ㅤㅤ DESPAIR
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Once I gave up the sport, like a silent theatre after a show, there was an emptiness inside me. I felt like I was drowning, like a fire slowly fading without oxygen. No matter how hard I tried, I was still stuck in the same place. As time went on, I just tried to keep myself from drowning, just surviving. Is it okay to live like this? Yet a new melody, an exciting symphony of life that is never heard...