just my two cents

I thanked Allah for not letting me broken when I was child. when I was bullied at school, when there was someone who stand for me. but yes,  mental bullied was way too much.

I thanked Allah for sending me a very very good companion around me, for me to face all of those things. for giving me a strength to face those things, for being able to stand for myself. being able to fight for myself.

and to be honest, my childhood memories was the worse as ever. and I really really want to forget all those things immediately. my concern to my siblings, just because I do not want them to experience any kind of things that I ever face. being bullied was no joke. that feeling I-don't-belong-here was also not a joke. when people look at you like you are different than them, that damn feeling is totally can breaks you into a pieces.

seeing how far I go right now, I still can't define what actually that I want. I am still dealing with the past, living in the present and fighting for the future. surely, this things aren't easy, but yet, it is also possible and worth to fight for. I know, every single thing that happens, have a reasons behind all of this. have patient, and think good.

everybody has skeletons in their closet.
that they want to hide it no matter what. that they do not want anyone to find. forever.
just because. no matter how bad we were in our past, we still can change it. in this present, right now, for the better future. yes, eternal happiness. everyone deserve happiness. lets create the better one for us. for you, for me. and may fate fares you well.

people change, and surely live well or live hell, we choose. I choose. my choice.

adios.