In some way, this place has become my identity. There was a time when I questioned if I truly belonged here, but now I can confidently declare that the Maldives is a part of who I am. This month marks my three years in this unfamiliar territory. Over these years, my life has been a series of unpredictable waves, and at times, I've been uncertain if I could navigate through and come out victorious.

It was a daunting journey. I was alone, and, truthfully, I didn't know anyone here. While not exactly scared, but I always found myself contemplating my life decisions and questioning everything. I recall sitting on Rasfannu at dusk, observing the gentle waves, the boats passing by, and the people around me. In that moment, I found myself praying to God, hoping He wouldn't grow tired of listening to my nonsensical complaints.

A multitude of events unfolded over the past three years. I encountered new faces, underwent experiences that will undoubtedly linger in my memory, stumbled along the way, and made temporary decisions that occasionally landed me in challenging situations. It was a genuine eye-opener, and those instances led me to believe that God truly cares for me. Making the same mistake twice is one too many, and I had to learn the hard way. Nevertheless, I chose to view it in a positive light, as these experiences became valuable lessons in my life journey.

But look at me now, I've weathered the challenges of the past three years. Despite still facing daily struggles and constantly contemplating life and future decisions, I am genuinely grateful to God. My life may not be perfect at the moment, but I am praying and hoping for, at the very least, a life filled with happiness.

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