#TWBvol21 ; blooming


there’s this saying that gets thrown around a lot—“it’s never too late to bloom.” and honestly? i used to roll my eyes at it a bit. like okay cool, but what if i haven’t even germinated yet?? what if i’m still just a half-sprouted seed stuck in the dirt, barely peeking out?


but lately, i think i get it.


blooming doesn’t look the same for everyone. some people pop off early—top of the class, already chasing their dreams at 17, or somehow always know what they’re doing (jealous, tbh). and some of us? we’re late bloomers. like... really late. we’re the ones still figuring it out, growing slowly, quietly, in the background. no spotlight. no dramatic “glow up.” just existing and hoping the sun reaches us too someday.


and that’s okay.


blooming isn’t about speed. it’s not about doing things the fastest, or checking boxes by a certain age. it’s about growth. and growth? it takes time. it’s messy. it’s not linear. some days you’ll feel like you’ve got it together, and then the next you’re googling “how to be a functional human being” at 2am with three tabs open and a cold cup of tea beside you. (relatable, right?)


maybe right now, you’re not in full bloom. maybe you’re still in the “kuncup mungil tapi niat” era. barely noticeable. still unsure. still hidden behind leaves of doubt and overthinking. but the thing is... even the tiniest bud means something is alive in you. something’s trying. something’s getting ready.


and that effort? that hope? that’s everything.


so if you’re not where you want to be yet—academically, emotionally, socially (hey, same)—please don’t hate on your own process. maybe your story isn’t about blooming first. maybe it’s about blooming differently. maybe it’s about learning to love the dirt, the slow mornings, the quiet growth.


and when you do bloom—because you will, in your own weird soft delayed way—it’s gonna be beautiful. even if no one else sees it right away. even if you're the only one who knows how far you've come.


because growth doesn’t always need applause. sometimes it just needs patience.

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