After about more than two years I am back to the same point in my life. A transitory phase. When I have completed my education and I am trying to start making a career. A phase which has again surrounded me with uncertainty, a phase when I have to make some very important life changing decisions and unfortunately I am getting wounded at each step. Wounded by the decisions I have made; wounded by my attempts to make dreams reality, falling apart;wounded by people who love me but are unable to support me.
I am struggling. Struggling with the belief that things will be fine again. Struggling to make things right. Struggling to convince my family that please believe in me. Struggling with life, to stay happy, to resolve my problems.
I am at the verge of loosing hope again…..but the hope I had gained the last time…stops me…..give me strength to hold on….to keep hoping that my world will be bright again…..I will be very happy once again……I will find myself once again……
