27/08/2025
| "๐ช๐ต๐ฎ๐ ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ถ๐ป๐ฑ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ผ ๐บ๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฎ๐น๐ฎ ๐๐ฎ ๐ต๐ผ๐ป๐ผ๐ฟ๐?"
Card Day is around the corner, and my mind wonโt stop racing. Every tick of the clock feels like a reminder of what I could loseโthe rank I might miss, the recognition that might slip away. Yet, beneath all the fear, a louder question lingers: Does falling short of the list mean Iโve fallen short as a learner?
"๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐ข๐๐ฃ ๐ ๐ค ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ค๐ง, ๐ฅ๐๐ง๐ค ๐๐ค๐ฃ๐ค๐ง๐๐๐ก๐ ๐๐ ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ฅ๐๐ฃ๐๐๐๐ช๐๐ก๐๐ฎ."
My friendโs words echoedโsimple yet striking, heavy with truth. And then it dawned on me: maybe our best doesnโt always have to beat everyone elseโs best. Maybe just because someone else excels doesnโt mean our efforts are any less valuable. After all, honors are just one measure, not the only proof of our worth.
Falling short of an award does not mean we fell short as learners. It doesnโt erase the integrity of our hustle. The effort itself is already honorable, even if the results donโt match the dream. It carries dignity, even when it doesnโt end with a medal or a trophy. A candle is noble for giving light, not for burning brighter than the rest. A runner is honorable for finishing the race, not only for breaking records. And maybe, I am, tooโfor trying, learning, and never giving up.
Maybe they wonโt call my name. Maybe it wonโt echo through the room or get printed in bold on a list. But I was there. I showed up with a heart full of hope and hands that never stopped trying. I stayed up when my body begged me to rest. I kept going through the exhaustion, through the doubt, through the moments I wanted to quit but didnโt. I held myself together in silence, when no one saw how close I was to falling apart. And maybe the world wonโt call that a winโbut in my heart, it meant something. It has to.
Because honor isnโt only about victory. Itโs in the effort and bravery to keep going, even when no one notices. So if you feel unseen or โnot enough,โ know this: you are not invisible, you are not failing. You are tryingโand that is what truly counts.
Give yourself space to rest, to breathe, and to feel. But always remember this: youโre growing, youโre evolving, and that is what truly matters. You matter.
๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฃ๐บ ๐๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐บ๐ญ๐ช ๐๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ ๐๐ถ๐ฏ๐จ๐ค๐ฐ, ๐๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐๐ฐ๐ด๐ฉ ๐๐ถ๐ต๐ข๐ฐ
๐ญ๐ข๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ถ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐๐บ๐ฅ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ ๐๐ข๐ญ๐ข๐ญ๐ข
