Never be the same as I walk alone with the potential that I never gonna underestimated. My life is only derived from the beginning to engage in never speech hopeless situation. I was sourrounded with fear with breathlessness. Never say never. I was alive then. What was it. That keep me alive with common people.
I am not a perfect human. I am just me with lot of hope. With lot of sin. I am me with my breath.
I never thought I would be as good as I am now. It was a dream comes true. I always wish to fullfill my dream. I have done this.
I never thought I will be as bad as I am now. I never give up. But I fail to coordinate the circumstances. I fail to judge myself from being good or bad. I am wrong. I am dishonored, I am being humiliated, I am being bangged like a false shepherd, I am washed away, I am withdrawn, I am in back with clean face no anger but mistakenly misfortunated. I don't have clue whatsoever. I am just out of my way, out of my ambition, out of my lagecy
And that's my lagecy. I am not finished yet, I am not gonna give up. I am in my position, I am the best. I have believe, I have the path which is end yet. I am taking each my breath to be just myself.
Myself means a lot to me. I will gonna die. I will gonna end my journey sooner or later. But I am not gonna stop myself from being ambitious. I have the courage, I just need to show it. I have the spirit, I just have to use it. I have the luck, I just have to believe it.
Believe me. I am gonna win. There is no lose but has many gains. Gaining the thinking possibly. Remember every human has ups and downs but who believes has just got the upperhand of others.
Anxiety Treatment There are few things worse than not feeling like yourself because of mental health struggles. Some people will never live through this experience. But the reality is, 20 percent of the population suffers from mental illness. I am in that 20 percent. There have been three distinct times in my life where I haven't felt like me: The first time it happened, my grandma had passed away, and I began experiencing OCD symptoms around the age of 10. Back then, therapy ended up helping me break the cycle. Then, when I was in a second semester sophomore in college, and I fell into a spiral of insomnia, anxiety, OCD, and depression caused by heartbreak. Family financial issues played a part in my turmoil too, and I felt like I was losing the joyful, calm, sleep-loving person I had been. I had disassociated from myself, and all I wanted to be was the person before the trauma. Luckily I went into therapy and (at first reluctantly) started on an antidepressant. For about...
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