#WriteTogether Challenges

Challenge #3

Being quarantined in a third world country is no piece of cake. With one leader chosen to lead millions of people, some educated and most not, it's like hitchhiking on a mountain with one of the most difficult terrain in the world. An endless amount of problems piling up one after another, limited supply of resources, backlash from the millions of poor people suffering and the list goes on for longer than I even plan to live.

All those ramblings above concerning the problems of my country were definitely none of my concern until minutes ago when I started thinking, because staying inside all these months (which almost felt like 10 years but were actually less than 4 months), all I've had time to do is to think. It doesn't help that my imagination seems to run wild than most teenagers my age and it definitely doesn't help that I procrastinate an awful lot.

But it definitely does help because it is thanks to quarantine that I've had time to think and consider all the positives that I have overlooked all these years when I was so severely depressed that I almost lost hope. It is thanks to quarantine that I believe I've started to regain faith in feeling alive again because just a month ago, I remember that I lay crying in bed having no will to continue to live.

Yes, life got extremely tough at times when I desperately wished I could just get away from my own house and my own family. But in the end, it was thanks to all those moments did I learn to survive once again because the day you learn to survive life is the day you begin to truly enjoy it for the gift it is.