2025年夏至里的热咖啡
我爱冰咖啡，
白天黑夜，晴天雨天，
它陪着我，一年又一年。
像记了我的倔强，
我从不服输，绝不妥协。
但在今天，夏至
我喝了一杯热咖啡
像一条骑着脚踏车的鱼，
不在水里，却在陆地行走
今年夏至
我想，我的叛逆，
在倔强的城墙里，
开出了第一朵小花。
The Quiet Breakthrough
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For the longest time, I kept hearing it: “This is your breakthrough year.” “This is your momentum year.” I listened to so many tarot readings, clinging to hope. Waiting. Wondering when life would finally start to move again. But nothing changed — not on the outside. My career didn’t take off. I stayed mostly at home, in my room, feeling stuck, almost invisible. Since 2023, my world became small and silent. It wasn’t just burnout. It was pain. It was trauma — the kind that doesn’t show. I had been bullied in a workplace by people I trusted. That experience broke something inside me. I lost my sense of safety, my confidence, and most painfully… my courage. I stopped going out. I avoided places where I might see them again. Even taking a train back to my hometown became terrifying. My heart raced. I felt like I was going to fall apart. That one-hour-and-thirty-minute journey felt like a lifetime. I kept asking the universe: “Where is my momentum? When will the breakthrough...
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