I remember 2025 as an annoying teacher—
a year full of lessons, I realized then,
now that 2026 is ready to open its door.
That was my biggest realization—
every day of 2025,
even the breezy ones, hid lessons.
I did wonder—did I really need all those lessons?
After all, I was proud of the many lessons I’d learned over the years.
So this year, I wasn’t expecting anything major.
But this year, I learned a big one—
not to be blind, not to be too trusting, not to take everything seriously.
Some things don’t deserve my attention.
Some things are just a distraction.
Some things are sweet only on the outside.
People are not what they appear to be on the outside—
layers adding contradictions,
slowly corroding one’s very belief in humanity.
No surprise, then, when I found myself under a pile of garbage
because I took everything at face value—
not questioning intentions, not doubting anyone.
Of course, 2025 was also the year I realized
there was only so much hurt one could feel
when others step on your trust—
because my values were not that flimsy,
not something to be toyed with just like that.
Hurt—yes.
But then it all comes down to me—
whether I let that hurt live inside me.
I realized I chose my peace and sanity above all—always.
And I could always count on myself to be there for me.
Tomorrow, people would change their tune again.
I know better now, than to fall for that.
It’s my choice to stay away from emotional manipulation.
2025 was a year of aches
without realizing it was happening.
But I’m glad I didn’t lose faith in myself.
2025 was the year I created art for the pure joy of it—
and boy, I created many doodles this year.
Some I’m very proud of, some just random lines and scribbles,
but all of them were an incredibly meditative experience
filling me with peace and joy.
And I learned that having fun and learning can coexist.
Progress is one teensy line at a time.
The year I spent studying cybersecurity.
The year I got a certification just to prove I can.
I showed up this year
the way I deserved,
gifting myself my own companionship.
And I realized the greatest blessing that mattered
was being able to count on myself.
Everything may or may not be there—
but if I don’t have my back,
then the whole world being there for me doesn’t matter.
I remember 2025 for the kindness I showed myself.
Thank you, 2025, for giving me a wonderful ride.
I enjoyed having you in my life.
Void Thoughts 
This reads like someone who didn’t just *survive* 2025, but actually listened to it. There’s a lot of quiet strength here—learning discernment without becoming bitter, choosing peace without shrinking, and holding onto your values even after they were tested. I really love how you framed self-trust as the real constant when everything else shifts. The way you honored your creativity, your growth, and your own companionship feels grounded and earned. It’s a beautiful reminder that progress doesn’t have to be loud to be real—and that kindness toward yourself can be the most powerful lesson of all.
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