As I stepped into the threshold of 40 years old, a subtle but profound change seemed to have taken place in my life.
I began to think about many things, but none of the most striking was the exploration of "solitude". This decision is not due to the boredom of socializing, but rather a search for inner return and healing.
In the beginning, when I took my first steps on this seemingly silent journey of solitude, the inner uneasiness and worry about the unknown almost swallowed me up.
As time went on, I found that this time with myself was a kind of strength.
In this process of self-dialogue, I gradually realized that 40 years old is not an end, but a new beginning.
When I was alone, I was able to re-examine my past life and look back at the moments that were so deeply in my memory.
This makes me more aware of my growth trajectory, and it also makes me cherish every intersection I have walked more.
In this process of self-reflection, I discovered that time is not a cruel enemy, but a wise man who quietly unravels the chaos of my soul for me.
At the same time, being alone has taught me to be tolerant of myself.
In the tedious social interactions, we are often swayed by the expectations and evaluations of others, but in the time I am alone, I have learned to be more authentic with myself.
Instead of running away from my inner emotions, I was brave enough to face and accept them, which made me more resilient and mature.
In this journey of "solitude", I also slowly regained my love for life.
Turning 40 is not a moment of stagnation, but an opportunity to rekindle your passion and pursue your dreams.
I began to pursue interests that had been forgotten because of the hustle and bustle of life, rediscovering and embracing my own unique trajectory in life.
Eventually, I realized that being alone is not a solitude, but an adventure that goes deep into my soul.
At the age of 40, I have found inner peace and balance during this journey. Time is not for busyness, but for a journey, and I have become a lucky traveler in this journey.
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