Sometimes I feel like there's this unknown force that is keeping me from being contented with my life. Whenever something of worth comes along; something that has a possibility of making me happy, it swoops right in and steals it away, replacing it with something else, leaving me with guilt and regret because I thought that I'd finally be happy. Problems everywhere. Family, love, finances, study. I just wish I could just stop time for a little while to absorb everything in and find a way to make it all better.
If only it was that easy.
But that's life right? You get hurt. You make mistakes. You go through hard times. You sacrifice.
But you learn. You face your fears. In the end, when it's all over, when you survived through it all, you'll take a look at yourself and you'll be proud of what you've become.
