when yh?

when yh? or more like “kapan ya?”

Lately, I’ve been typing “when yh?” under someone’s post — a lot.
It looks like a joke — yea it really is.

But honestly, it’s more than that.

Seeing other people win, succeed, reach something they’re proud of…
I’m happy for them. I really am.
But at the same time, there’s this quiet voice in my head asking:

“When yh? When will it be my turn?”

It’s not like I’m not trying.
And it’s not like I don’t want to keep fighting.

But sometimes it feels like I’m always a step too late.
Like I keep losing by just a little.

And in moments like that, I can’t help but wonder will I ever feel that kind of victory too?

Maybe life just works like that.
Some people win earlier,
while others have a longer road to walk.

So for now, I’m still here.
Still trying. Still moving forward.

And sometimes, quietly asking myself:

when yh?