Barong: A Stray, A Lesson
Disclaimer: Writing is one of my therapy journeys, and writing this now is one of the best ways to face and deal with the grief I’ve been carrying for more than a decade. If you’re mentally unstable, I encourage you to seek professional help rather than keep reading this. Even though I’ve been doing therapy for more than fourteen years, doing shadow work for more than four and a half years, and dedicating my life to learning, not only about the world, but also about myself, there are days when I feel like everything has been in vain. Days when I just want to give up, yet still don’t know how to do it. Last Friday morning, I finally pushed myself to get out of my room and tried to get back on track, back on the roadwork that had been stopped for the last 3.5 weeks. The sun was already quite high when I started my morning run. It felt so good running under the sun again, until I found him, on the left side of the street, near Cinta Street towards Tegallalang, just a few minutes from my p...
