Whilst waiting for Adzan (an Islamic prayer call) for Asar prayer, I caught myself reminiscing on my past. In my mind, I went back in time and was dwelling in my most confusing moments in life. It happened not long ago during my 4-year undergraduate study in local university. I can’t even believe myself that I’m a speech therapist now, and I can’t even comprehend how in the world, I managed to get through the years and now, being in a field that I once decided to toss away in a garbage. It’s like a love-hate relationship. It was love at first sight, but hate blossomed throughout the years of deprived positive supports. I realise now that I am still in love with this field. Truth to be told, you’ll never know that you’re in a toxic environment until you’re out of it. Alhamdulillah for what has been and what will be. Everything cloud has a silver lining. Maybe I wanted a drop of water, but Allah swt planned me an ocean. 😊