I quote this title from a dear friend of mine. It has been a hard 2 years for me, and still my struggles are endless. Though the tough times have been sad and somewhat depressing, I still breathed in and out, and I gradually dusted off all the dirt and picked up the pieces.
I tried real hard to keep living even if the hurtful memories of my mistakes and regrets keep playing over and over in my head. If only I could relive the past and correct the things I have done wrong, if only I could. I constantly just pushed aside these sad and negative thoughts, no matter how persistant these memories were.
I envy people and peers my age that have been lucky enough to have not gone through what I have been through and these people never encounter road blocks in their lives. I really feel that everyone else I know are really living easy and stress free lives, as I am still struggling to be someone. Some of my pieces are still shattered and I am just beginning to put them back together again. It is not easy and I surely know it does not happen over night.
I keep wondering if life could get better for me and I would one day taste the sweet life. In the back of my head I am very scared with what might come next. I want a better ending to the rest of the chapters of my life. However, fate is cruel to me and she always pushes me back to the battle field. Deep inside I feel this is a war I am never going to win.
I have planned so many things. I want simple things in life, but they never seem to come into reality. A happy life is so hard to attain. Why is that? Will I ever get to the greener side of the hill?
