Every single thing that has happened in my life has change the way I approach things.
In my opinion everyone is born with the hope, joy and positive energy. Well at least whenever I see a baby everything seems a whole lot happier. But time and circumstances change our perspective to life.
I loved anything shinny and bright. I was the kind that believed in unicorns and time travel. I loved watching silly rom-coms and movies that showed the power of good over evil. I genuinely believed that magic was present in the world, I believed butterflies were tiny fairies and that frogs could turn into princes.
Then, you grow up a little. People who you consider family hurt you, people you consider friends betray you and people you love destroy you. And every single time that one of this happens it takes away a little magic in your life.
Little by little all the light fades away and then you find yourself groping in the dark. Hoping and praying that you don’t disintegrate into pieces. Some of us stop right there and fade away into the monotony that the world or people set for us.
But sometimes, we learn to try again. We take that one last chance out of desperation and then the single ray of light floods back in. I am not bright and hopefully today like I was when I was a child. Today, I am cautiously hopefully and determined to make a way for myself.
“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.” – Robert Frost
My way is different and no one understands it completely. But even then I am happy enough for today.
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