I'm feeling so discouraged these days. I'm at the crossroads of my life... Is it worth giving it all up just for some people? Yet these are the people who make life difficult. No one says it's going to be plain sailing, and there will be unhappiness in everywhere you are. But then again, one should probably also know when to go ashore before the tidal waves come crashing into you full scale. When that happens you lose parts of yourself - your posessions, you identity, or ultimately your life.

There will always a part of me that will cherish the experiences I have gained in the past year. But the other part - that sense of self-preservation - is urging me to move on before things crumble further.



I am treading in dangerous waters now, precariously hanging by a worn-out rope.