Chapter 7: Acceptance
Long time no see. I no longer fight for the reality, because I know it. Life gives lessons and exams. More you accept, know that more your foundation is clear. Sometimes my own curiosity is my killer, why do I have to sniff around, why I have to read, solve every mystery? Psychology has been my passion, not the clinical ones, but behavioural. Leaders say, accept but not expect. I tried to accept but it is tough in the moment. Repeating the pages, knowing the depth, was I even loved by anyone, friends and family. As I am writing today, I know the tightness I feel in my chest, questioning myself, am I worthy enough? Every time, I fought battles of my happiness and peace, why is life not easy. I want to be writer someday, but does every writer have to go in pain and suffering? Alone in this room, with lemon tea in one hand, tears rolling, I wonder, am I bad person? Am I the one for you, or you just accepted me as a good human? I don't drink because I need to be in the rea...