When the going gets tough, the tough get going.
I am someone who sees opportunities in challenges, lessons in downfalls and hope in despair. But I wasn't always like that. For a very long time in my life, I was, what you call a pessimist. Then something happened, and I stopped being that way.
Before that, I was a happy, chirpy girl who loved life just the way it was. I was the girl everyone wanted to be with, I was the daughter every parent wished. I was an ideal sister, an ideal student and an ideal friend, all because I was inherently a very happy and accomplished person. But as soon as I tasted my first bite of failure, I changed. I am no longer the person that I used to be, I admit, a lot of shit got to me.
My hardships made me compassionate, my failures filled me with empathy.
It was in the deep plunge of a series of some very bad nights when I repeated a line to myself, a line that I remember reading a while ago, a line that saved my life and that was: Let a new life happen to you.
And so, I did. Here's how I learned to love the ups and downs of life.
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