On the last day of 2016, I stopped replying to his emails. Our relationship was over. It all started in August 2015, when my family members introduced me to Alex*.
One morning, I was in an elevator travelling down from the 27th floor. It stopped at the 19th floor. “Selamat pagi,” a tourist said as she entered the elevator with her luggage. “Good morning.”
There are quite a few obstacles I’ve had to overcome in my 23 years of life so far. But each obstacle has only made me stronger. One obstacle in particular was something I never thought I would get through.
I used to feel like I was on an emotional roller-coaster ride—experiencing a huge range of ups and downs in just one day. In a typical day, I would wake up to a bright and sunny morning that put me in a good mood.
I was baptized some years ago by immersion—but not for the reason you might think. At the time, my fiancé and I were looking for a church to get married in.
Holding a sunflower stalk, I waited at the foot of the stage. That day, my cell group member was getting baptized.
For years, I had struggled with health issues. Plagued by auto-immune problems, anxiety, and OCD, I had to accept physical limitations and challenges with schoolwork, but I could not make peace with the mental disruption and chaos in my life.