I take it upon myself on whatever that life throws at me, be it good, be it bad and even if it involves other people as well. It doesn’t matter. It’s all on me. I believe I may or may not have done something particularly wrong but I know I must have done something wrong enough for the bad to have happened to me. It’s a little pessimistic and it is a little dark. But trust me, once you are out of that dark hole, you are so glad you were and are strong enough to crawl out to fight for what you want, be a better person and do greater things. It’s a lot of hard work. But I’m writing to you at a spot where I’m insecure, unsure, overly stressed, extremely pessimistic and did I mention insecure? but all at the same time extremely loved. I am loved. I am so loved and it has never been something I can boldly exclaim before but now I’m at a place where I can. And because of that love, I refused to stop fighting. I do not want to give up. I want to keep striving forward. I want to keep going and fight till I make it or I physically / mentally / emotionally can’t anymore. I don’t wanna be stuck in this position forever. I want to keep fighting. Fight till I prove to myself what’s my worth. It’s a lot of work. But ‘nothing worth doing is ever easy’ is it.