Trying to understand life is just like finding back your tears from the sea. There are minimal chances you can get it but does it worth it? What if one day when you woke up, you discover everything you have hold on to is just your illusion? Do you have the courage to start everything over again?
I have always been living my life by the rules. Or maybe you can call it step by step. I dislike sudden changes. I hate to put in all my efforts into something and later find out it's just a waste of time. Learning from my past mistakes, I gave myself all kinds of rules or 'guidelines' to prevent similar things from happening. But I've never wonder, What if.. what if I am letting my life live me instead of living my life. Am i being adaptive or am i simply just afraid to push my way through? It is still a question.
P.S. One person's trauma is another's loss of innocence
