I choose to be kind and forget, just to live better, When I start to write down the past, I knew I was going to receiving them.
Two hours'fall, I can deeply feel my anger, even hatred, in that moment. For a few minutes, I could clearly feel my emotional outburst, and I chose to vent. I know that it's not dissatisfaction with others, but a ceremony for myself. I need to tell myself that living is good, yes, living is good.
Half an hour of meditation, I connect with myself. yes,I'm living.
