Destiny…

I think that word brings a sort of relief to people. That one word invokes in us the feeling that some things are just meant to be, whether it be good or bad.

It’s easy to accept things as they come but fighting for something, it gives us a purpose. When we constantly fight against “destiny” it feels exhausting and there are times we feel that we just need to give up.

I believe in making my own destiny. The world puts us in situations that sometimes compels us to do things that we never wanted to do. I could just give up and blame it on fate. But I have noticed that every time I have pushed back on this so called fate my life has changed. For that change to happen, I do go through a lot of pain but when I finally do succeed it was totally worth the fight.

I believe in fate but in the fate that I have built and not the one that people say is written in the stars for me.