It’s been a while since my last blog post. I can hardly believe it’s already 2025—and only one entry in the last three months. If I had to choose three keywords to define 2024, they would be: dream, reality, and acceptance.
This past year, I found myself searching for purpose in everything. I obsessed over finding concrete answers and felt unsettled by ambiguity. The idea of living with inconclusive outcomes drove me to channel all my mental energy into tackling those looming quarter-life questions. Unsurprisingly, no absolute answers came to me.
I’ve always loved living in my dreams. If I weren’t pursuing medicine, I could easily see myself as a short-story writer. Not a novelist—at least not yet. I still wrestle with consistency and patience. I lose track of storylines and often find myself overwhelmed by an overflow of ideas, too many to cram into a single narrative.
For me, 2024 was a collision of dreams and reality. It felt like parallel universes intertwining and collapsing into one another. I glimpsed different versions of what could have been but could only choose one path. These possibilities flashed before me, as though reassuring me that I had experienced them in some way. But then, the dreams began to bleed into reality.
“If neither dreams nor the past can be relived in the present, is there truly a difference between the two?” People often say that dreams lack tangible lessons because real growth comes through experience, not observation. That idea makes sense to a degree, but for me, it’s the thoughts and emotions I invest in these fragments—whether memories or dreams—that make them feel vivid and real.
Even with this question, no definite answer came. And perhaps, that’s the essence of reality itself.
By the end of the year, I found a kind of peace within myself—or at least, I think I did. I accepted the indefinites, even though nothing about acceptance feels absolute. This awareness isn’t linear. I can’t claim certainty, knowing full well I might wake up one day and feel differently.
So, I embraced the uncertainties. I learned to live with the discomfort of not being in control. I accepted my contradictions, my confusion, and my ever-evolving self.
Despite the challenges and pain of 2024, I’m grateful for the growth it brought me. Life has a way of surprising me—sometimes with joy, sometimes with hardship—but both have shaped who I am. If there’s one thing I’ve learned this past year, it’s that I don’t need a grand purpose to justify living. All I truly need is to focus on staying happy, healthy, and content in the present moment.
Lastly, Happy New Year! Wishing everyone a joyful, healthy, and fulfilling 2025 <33
19til29 