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Life is a funny game, I’ll never be able to understand some of its rules like why do we always have to learn a lesson the hard way? Why go through a detailed trauma in order to see the real world? Why get our faith shaken in humanity and question the goodness in people to see where we actually stand? Why always carry some kind of baggage? Why cannot it be easy? And if not easy at least not so rough.


I have always been a very carefree person, someone who believed in ignoring the red flags, someone who overlooked a lot of things in order to focus on the good before life hit me hard, and when it did I decided to be wise, I decided to grow up and while doing that I guess I lost my true self. 


I started thinking a lot, I took calculated steps, I tried to get hold of my life, from the person who would trust people even before meeting them, I became a person who could never trust, who stopped looking at the positive side of things, who let her guard so high to save herself from all the possible hurt!


And guess what! I still get hurt, people and things that hurt me are still temporary, what hurts me the most is the fact that in order to gain wisdom I lost the best version of myself.


I couldn’t save myself from hurting but I can save myself from losing the little identity I am left with. I am going to put myself out there and let people know how I feel, I am going to try my best to give people benefit of the doubt, I’ll trust again, I will rebuild my belief in the fact that this world isn’t as cruel as it might seem to be, everyone has their own battles to fight, their own baggage to carry and goodness exists. I am going to live with the belief that we are all here to grow and empower each other.


I know it gets tough, I understand it’s terribly challenging to rediscover who you truly are, but it’s paramount. It’s important to know that some people are worth letting your guard down, some people are worth melting for.


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