Determination over Destiny
#WritcoStoryPrompt32
Some dreams are meant to come true. But what do you do when your nightmare comes true? Do you run the opposite way or face your fears?
Priya’s hands trembled as she gripped the edges of her desk. The numbers on the spreadsheet blurred together, their order mocking her unraveling mind. She pressed her palm to her forehead, trying to steady her breath, but the rush of a seizure threatened to overtake her. The world felt distant, as if she were trapped in a bubble, watching life move on without her. What she once loved—her meticulous work, the thrill of solving complex financial puzzles—felt foreign now, like the remnants of a dream slipping from her grasp. Manic bursts of energy would drive her to sleepless nights of obsession over insignificant details, only to be followed by days where even lifting her head felt impossible. Priya felt like a ghost in her own life, lost in a labyrinth of pain and regret, desperately searching for a way out.
Growing up in Mysore, Priya had always been the dependable one—the girl who excelled in math competitions, the one whose teachers predicted a stellar career in finance. Numbers were her sanctuary, a world of order and precision that made sense when the chaos of life didn’t. Her best friend, Ram, was her constant. His quiet support and steady presence grounded her when she pushed herself too hard. They shared a bond so deep that words often felt unnecessary. Over time, their friendship grew into something more, though they never put it into words.
But everything changed during a prestigious internship in Chennai. There, Priya met Teja, a vibrant and ambitious analyst whose energy and drive matched her own. Teja’s bold personality was magnetic, drawing Priya...
Some dreams are meant to come true. But what do you do when your nightmare comes true? Do you run the opposite way or face your fears?
Priya’s hands trembled as she gripped the edges of her desk. The numbers on the spreadsheet blurred together, their order mocking her unraveling mind. She pressed her palm to her forehead, trying to steady her breath, but the rush of a seizure threatened to overtake her. The world felt distant, as if she were trapped in a bubble, watching life move on without her. What she once loved—her meticulous work, the thrill of solving complex financial puzzles—felt foreign now, like the remnants of a dream slipping from her grasp. Manic bursts of energy would drive her to sleepless nights of obsession over insignificant details, only to be followed by days where even lifting her head felt impossible. Priya felt like a ghost in her own life, lost in a labyrinth of pain and regret, desperately searching for a way out.
Growing up in Mysore, Priya had always been the dependable one—the girl who excelled in math competitions, the one whose teachers predicted a stellar career in finance. Numbers were her sanctuary, a world of order and precision that made sense when the chaos of life didn’t. Her best friend, Ram, was her constant. His quiet support and steady presence grounded her when she pushed herself too hard. They shared a bond so deep that words often felt unnecessary. Over time, their friendship grew into something more, though they never put it into words.
But everything changed during a prestigious internship in Chennai. There, Priya met Teja, a vibrant and ambitious analyst whose energy and drive matched her own. Teja’s bold personality was magnetic, drawing Priya...