Seventeen years ago, I, Ruzan Gishyan , stepped into this same office for the first time as a first-year student at Yerevan State University. Today, I work at the Fund for Armenian Relief , a place that feels warm, familiar, and deeply personal. Back then, my journey nearly took a different turn. One missing point placed me in the paid system, and I remember how crushing that felt. Journalism had been my dream since I was seven years old-the kind of dream you don’t question,