Put the past aside—scratch, reset. Losing Ma and everything disappeared, and left me with only the instinct to breathe and survive. No, I cannot die with her. My mind, my dreams cannot die with Ma. I am resetting everything.
I am building walls within my social circle—separating people, moments, and the things I once invested time in, only to realize that time was wasted. I am done throwing away my time. So, thank you to my past—and to all of you who wasted a part of me
The realization leaves a scar too deep. A precious scar, though. But faith heals and renews.
Don’t worry—we shall all meet our hell. And let me leave you with this thought: Wisdom is never handed down for free; it is what you take with you from hell. Your reasoning, your heart, and your faith must be in the right places as you cling to survival.
"Try to live a meaningful life, don't waste time! " Thanks Ma.
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