About thirteen months in, a Korean YouTuber named Jongin interviewed me. I understood every word. I even gave him a Korean word he'd forgotten.
Then he asked how many hours I'd done, and I had to guess. I rebuilt my days out loud: the walks, the shows with no subtitles, the reading, the cards. Around 3,000. A guess.
That bugged me. That night I started tracking every single hour, and I didn't stop for eighteen months.
Because immersion is simple, but it is not easy. The struggle is mostly mental. You stumble on one sentence and your head tells you you're not good enough, and you believe it, because you've got nothing to hold up against it. Am I wasting my time? Is there a faster way? Would someone else be doing this better?
Here's the truth: as slow as it feels, this is the fastest way to where you want to be. The doubt is not evidence. It's just what a distant goal sounds like from the middle. So don't argue with it. Look at your week. Look at last week's you. That's the only benchmark that matters.