On a night meant for peace,
I hope those who have been through so much this year
can find a brief moment of calm
and get through tonight safely.

When people can’t even ask questions after a tragedy, something is deeply broken.

May the lost find peace, and the living find strength.

Some tragedies weren’t fate — they were preventable.
Still thinking of everyone affected.

It’s been almost a week.
The news feels quieter now,
but the sadness hasn’t faded at all.
Some tragedies stay with you even when the world moves on.

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If you want more context, here’s a clear explanation of why many people feel this tragedy wasn’t just an accident — but something that could have been avoided.

The Hong Kong fire has been heartbreaking to watch.
The scale of the flames and the chaos felt unreal, and so much of it seems preventable.
But the scenes of firefighters and residents helping each other reminded me of the resilience of Hongkongers.
Thinking of everyone affected.

Starting over in a new place is strange.
It makes you realise how much you carried without noticing.
I’m still unlearning the fear of being “too visible,”
still learning to feel okay with simply being myself.
It’s slow, but maybe healing is meant to be slow.

Leaving home taught me something I didn’t expect —
how different a place can feel when you don’t need to watch every word or every step.
Some days feel quieter here, almost like my mind finally has space to breathe.
I’m still learning this slower life, but it feels safer in a way I never had before.

Growing up in Hong Kong shaped who I am.
But seeing how things changed over the years made me reflect on the value of freedom and open expression.
Living in Canada reminds me not to take them for granted.
Hong Kong will always be in my heart, but I appreciate living where these values are respected.