The Space Between Past and Future — Andy Yao
In front of me, a boundless abyss.Behind me, an immeasurable chasm. I stand between two infinitie...
Show Up Anyway — Andy Yao
There was a time when the gym felt impossible.I kept saying, “I’ll go tomorrow.”Tomorrow became n...
The Mind That Watches the Mind — Andy Yao
For most of my life, I thought my mind was my master.If a thought appeared, I followed it.If an e...
To Be Connected Is to Live — Andy Yao
For a long time, I believed strength came from myself.If I worked hard enough, thought deeply eno...
The Stone I Push, The God Who Walks With Me — Andy Yao
Sisyphus pushed his stone alone.That was his real punishment —not the weight,not the repetition,b...
Pushing the Stone, or Finding the Reason? — Andy Yao
Sometimes life feels like that ancient story of Sisyphus — the man condemned to push a massive st...
The Self I Tried to Kill, and the Self I Found Instead — Andy Yao
There was a time when I hated parts of myself.My overthinking.My impatience.My insecurity.I thoug...
The Weight I Was Never Meant to Carry — Andy Yao
For a long time, I walked through life carrying a backpack full of invisible stones.Every harsh w...
Shaped by Others, or Shaped by Myself? — Andy Yao
Growing up, I used to measure myself through other people.If someone liked me, I felt valuable.If...