Dear, NJ..

When you put it that way, I can’t help but remember that tomorrow I will turn to 28 and nothing that I’ve done can make me feel proud of myself. So how could I be all the things that you said above?

It feels like what’s waiting for me is only another storm that’s going to tear me apart. And I don’t think it’s a greatness at all.

I am sorry if I sound self-pity or very pesimistuc but truly, I can’t seem to find any positive reason to keep me going. Nevertheless, thank you, thank you for your efforts to share me some positive thoughts. I can’t thank you enough for that.

Dee.