I used to be.

I used to hate being alone. Now I see it as one of the best gifts I can give myself.

I used to feel lonely. Then I realised it was an emptiness in me I kept expecting others to fill.

I used to fear what others thought of me. Now I understand their opinions reveal more about who they are than who I am.

I used to say yes to be accepted and loved by people who wouldn’t do so otherwise.

Now I say no, knowing the right ones will stay regardless.

I used to be offended by rude and arrogant people.

Then I realised they’re telling me they’re unhappy with no one really listening.

I used to think pleasure is what you take, and success brings meaning.

Now I know meaning brings success, and pleasure comes from what you give.

I used to talk about myself and what I was going to do, to make myself stand out and show everyone I’m the man.

Now I listen more and talk less, there’s no longer the need to show, and I’d rather tell none until it’s done.

What a wonderful thing it is to be alive.

Sukhumvit

Bangkok in the rain

4.5.2026