Being someone who has many trophies is very comforting to me. It feels like I have succeeded in fighting against childhood trauma and taking back what is mine. What do you want to say to your future self, or past self?

It has been a day since Naz left my place. She continues her journey to an unknown place. Sloppily, she left her travel logbook on the side table in the guest room in my house.

I know it is impolite to open someone’s notebook without permission, but I really want to know in detail about everything she has been through. I want to know, does she know what she’s looking for? Does she know where her journey will take her? If she does, would she be ready to face all consequences?

I finally opened the pages, and discovered how much she’s grown. She has seen so many things: birth, solitude, harassment, victory, change, love.

Reading the book feels similar to when she told me stories passionately. My body could not stop shaking, my heart pounded, and I could not help by cry as I looked into her eyes, and I wanted to hug her and say, “I am really glad that you are still alive.”

But no matter what happens in that painful journey of yours, we will always be with you, I will always be with you. Naz, dear, you will never be alone again, in this journey, you will see a glimpse of the future.

Yet I still worry. I fear the black-handed woman will catch her and bring her to death. But I should not worry, she has many good friends now.