An Artistic Journey

Last night was the most difficult night that I’ve lived throughout my entire 22 years, 10 months and 29 days of my life.

I have been sick for a week now. Was sent to the ER about 2 days ago because asthma was so bad I can hardly stand anymore. The worse asthma that I’ve had so far. In the end, I was given two dosage of Nebulizer to help clear my lungs. Imagine what two dosages of Neb could do to me if one can already make my whole body shake uncontrollably for about at least two days before the shaking subsides. But surprisingly this time, after 2 doses of Neb, the shaking didn’t even last throughout the night and my cough and asthma came back the next morning.

Last night was the hardest because I had a lot on my mind and I was crying half of the night. And to make things worse, my coughing scale went from the yellow line to red. I had to stop myself from crying at some point because I was literally begging for air and life then. It was so hard to try and catch even a single breath.

For a split second I almost thought that I wouldn’t make it through last night because I was literally begging for life…

Pain…

It doesn’t go away with time.

Instead, it just stays there like a tattoo inked to your heart.

But as time goes by, you just have to move on to the next chapter in your life.

And at some point in your life, you will be reminded of it not as a heartbreak; but as a valuable lesson that you have once learned in your life so that you know not to make the same mistake ever again.