Where’d All the Time Go?
I used to think that life should be enjoyed. At an age when I was no longer a child, I began to think about what I was living for.
Should I fulfill my childhood dreams? Should I put my desires aside by putting my parents' wishes first? Or should I fight for the dreams I wanted?
I used to be a very cheerful guy and I was meticulous about my problems. Maybe my parents were always watching my every move. I was always careful about my decisions. I always tried to be fair and right in my actions.
Although, in the end, people get caught up in their own life problems.
What I feel now is that I am very unfamiliar with myself. I don't know myself as well as I used to. What I feel is that time is passing and I'm not doing anything. I hate it. But what should I do?
I think some of you are thinking the same thing.
When I was in elementary school, I knew very well that I was a reliable person who could be trusted with various responsibilities. I was class president, a scout leader, and a little doctor in my school.
By middle school, I wasn't so stupid academically or socially. I was able to influence my friends to be kind to others. However, I lost my way because of lust. I really didn't like being insulted, especially when they insulted my father. I can't stand it. This is where the story begins.
Actually, the mess I made wasn’t that destructive. But the part for myself, I think, was arranged by the GOD. Because it was given to me. He also believes that I can get through it. And of course I will.
Every problem will pass.
Even in high school I was not that bad, yes, at most I fought with friends, got caught leaving the dormitory, smoking, cheating, not a wow thing. But basically the mistake
I didn't realize was that I took any responsibility I was given too lightly.
I tried to speak from the heart. “I’m not that good and I’m not that bad. I’m just an ordinary person with big dreams.”
Maybe this steep path is just for me. The temptation and the many cases I did seemed to be a realization that. I am really being forged to become someone. My wish at this time is only one.
I will not repeat the same mistakes.
