Yesterday, I had coffee with my friend, a kind of close friend but not that close tho. Sharing my personal problems to him was something unusual. Probably I had shared some, but only like 20% of my problems and insecurities. But surprised, surprised, he asked, “Are you stressed?”

“How do you know?” Because I felt good at the time, drank my hazelnut frappe happily. That was strange because somebody could understand what’s going on inside my body before I shared anything (and also I didn’t share my problem a lot in Instagram). How-did-you-know? xD

Long story short, because of that…

You might think this article will be blaming “the quarter life crisis”. Unfortunately I don’t even understand “quarter life crisis terms”, so you can forget that terms for now. Just for a minute.

I also won’t blaming “the early 20 s”, it doesn’t mean we have to deal with lot of friendship problems only in that year. I’m sure how much you have grown up, problems will be our friend. Probably you can call it “the real friend” from now on. Friends come and go, but problems stick to us. :P

I am a loner, enjoy to do everything with…

As a moslem, we might think why our beliefs have lot of rules that we have to do it and never do it. Black and white rules or ‘syariat’ sometimes make us overwhelmed. The one side says that it is hard because the reward is not a chocolate, but the reward is heaven. But the other side starts criticizing because these rules are confining us, instead of positioning us as “human being”.

All this situation trigger me to think which side I will take. Every single side proposes its own truth, instead of I can choose, the truth itself becomes…