aka: the underrated power of a blessing in disguise
let’s be honest—sometimes life really knows how to mess with your plans.
you study hard, you plan everything, you manifest, you dream big... and then life just goes, “nah.”
and at first, it sucks. it feels unfair. like the universe just picked you out of the group chat to be the main character in a tragedy arc.
but here’s the thing i’ve learned (the hard way, obviously):
some of the worst moments in life?
they end up being the turning points. the stuff that pushes you in the right direction without asking for permission.
the school rejection that hit too hard
i remember this one time in high school, i was dying to get into this “top tier” school. the kind people post about on their stories like it’s hogwarts or something.
i prepped for months. did all the “right” things. even visualized it like some manifestation tiktok said.
then boom—didn’t get in.
ngl, i was crushed. fully convinced my life was over.
but guess what? i ended up going to a different school, one that was waaaay less hyped, but actually fit me better. smaller classes, nicer teachers, no toxic competition vibes. and the friends i met there? still in my life today.
would i have chosen that path on purpose? probably not.
but now? i wouldn’t trade it for anything.
when a breakup becomes your glow-up era
another classic: getting dumped.
that heartbreak where you can't eat, can't sleep, overthink every text you ever sent, and start questioning if you were actually the problem.
been there. more than once.
but here’s the twist—once i stopped crying and started focusing on myself (reading novels, watching dramas, journaling, all that cliché stuff that actually works), i realized i was slowly becoming someone i actually liked being.
not just someone’s girlfriend. just… me.
and let’s be real: if that relationship hadn’t ended, i probably never would’ve started that healing journey.
sometimes the breakup is the breakthrough.
the missed moment that wasn't a loss
okay, now picture this: your school’s about to go on a trip. everyone’s hyped, group chats are popping, you’ve picked outfits and playlists and everything.
then boom—you're sick. or your parents say no. or some random situation ruins it.
you stay home, feeling like the biggest loser alive.
but in that “boring” weekend, you get the kind of rest you didn’t even know you needed. or maybe you finally finish that video project. or maybe—just maybe—you dodge something bad that happened on that trip (drama? food poisoning? you never know).
not every L is really an L.
betrayal = redirection
one of the harshest blessings in disguise? people showing their true colors.
whether it's a friend who ghosted you when you needed them, or someone talking trash behind your back—yeah, it hurts.
but later, when you’ve found better people—people who show up, support you, don’t compete with you—you look back and go, “oh… that wasn’t a loss. that was a lesson.”
some friendships expire for a reason. and that reason? to clear space for better ones.
okay but how do you know it’s a blessing?
truth is, you don’t. not right away.
in the moment, it’s just pain. confusion. maybe some angry journaling and sad playlists.
but later—sometimes weeks, sometimes years—you’ll look back and be like, “yo… that actually saved me.”
and i’m not saying this in a cheesy “everything happens for a reason~” kinda way.
more like… “some things suck now, but might make sense later.”
and when they do? it hits different.
real talk before i go
you don’t have to force yourself to be okay right away. you don’t have to slap a fake smile on and pretend you’re #grateful when everything feels like trash.
just… let it suck for a bit. then, when you’re ready, look for the shift.
because it’s there. it always is.
and who knows? maybe what feels like the end of your world is actually just a really weird beginning.
written while overthinking life at 2 a.m. and realizing maybe the universe isn’t out to get me after all.
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