p0l@rity

One moment, I can take on the world. I wish I was never born the next. Most of the time, the praying mat is a sanctuary. Sometimes the blade looks like salvation. Sometimes I feel 17. Sometimes it feels like I'm on my deathbed. I'm tired.

I know it's normal. But sometimes it gets too much. But thinking about what happens half-way around the world invalidates my fears. I am just one person. What happens to me does not affect others. Not like what would happen to a whole nation.

Be strong. This will go away.