*Flashback*
It's okay, everything will be okay. I won't give up, I just will keep going no matter how hard it is.
I can't give myself to despair and constant failure. Time heals all wounds even if it seems impossible at the time being, time will make it easy for me.
I'm stronger than this.
I try to dismiss the negative thoughts and focus on the book I have in my hands but I just can't. I already woke up this morning in a bad mood.
Today is one of those days when I feel like the whole world is conspiring against me, and I have nothing to do about it.
So I always go to the library and sit down in the empty aisles surrounded by the high shelves of books. That way I can try to forget what I am and the cause of all my misery.
I'm here with people from the past that are dead long ago and fictional characters, who suffered from all kinds of problems. Here I am the least interesting of them all and my story is nothing compared to theirs.
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