The journey to know and find one self is never easy. I use to think I’m addicted to darkness but now I realize I’m addicted to depth. I’m addicted to knowledge about myself, about nature, about this universe, about other people and their sufferings and what made them them. I refuse to stay above the surface, I refuse to stay shallow, I refuse to only fix my flaws in the outside. If figuring myself out means temporary sadness and darkness, I’ll take the gamble. I rather not go through most of my life living a life that’s below my true potential.