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Graduation

Four years ago, today would be unimaginable.

That was when I was at the bottom of my depression
It was when nothing matters anymore
Everything was meaningless
And the reason why I could push myself to work everyday was the hope of seeing a glimpse of you that day

Up to a point when I realize my working condition was no longer ideal. And it's not doing good for my depression. I realized that I need to move out, resign, bail out. But I postponed. I kept saying to my close friends that I'll hold on, I'll stay a bit longer, just to see him graduate. Yes, that's you.

But it had only got worse. So, I had to leave.

Fast forward to this day. Being here for your graduation. Congratulate you, shake your hand, take pictures with you.
All the worry and doubt flies away.
Riding home I felt nothing but joy and grateful.
I genuinely am so happy and proud of you!

Thank you for tolerating me all these years
You're still a God-sent angel for me

Thank you

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