The last few years have been, i don't know what to say. At times, i think it's ok with the way things happennned. It might have helped me. (i've to decide on this whether it did helped me or not after a year or so). I wouldn't have tried my hand in painting, and feel happy and satisfied with it, the way i do.
On the other hand, i tend to think that i gave myself too much time to think things out. But the way things panned out, the last year, i am left undecisive.
I want to leave the bad things behind and move on. i know it's going to be hard, really hard. But i want to face it, to know how tough things can really get. And if i'm able to cope with it. I want to cope with it. I've always seen myself as a tough person. I want to see if i'm really that kind.
I undertsand that this post is so much about myself. But these are the thoughts on my mind since the last few weeks.