Clement Yeo’s Experience [he/him]

This WOR journey has been nothing short of surprises. I think sometimes in re-remembering the journey of my own - I do sometimes feel that in my 23 years of existence of earth how could I have any substantial to share? But I guess it is not about that sometimes, because… what really matters? I dont know. I dont really have an answer to that. 

I dont have an answer at all. A recurring post in my facebook that jumps out from time to time is this post about how our past selves are conditioned identities and we may need to unlearn some of that to be a… better person? Or maybe to even get past why it hurt and therefore not get hurt again. That is my perception of things. But I dont know what could possibly be the ‘better’ path. I dont know.

I only know this from the remembering - that it sucks and it fucking hurt and sometimes I feel desperate and lonely. Amidst that I also loved, cared and cried. And to be able to do that in the midst of lovely people is the most fortunate thing for me. 

I am grateful for this chapter. Can’t wait for what’s next :)