I woke up. From a super deep sleep. I used to not care about my future, I will stare at a wall for hours (true) sometimes barely breathing. It was like somewhere in between my childhood, and adulthood, I wanted to die.
Now, I am embracing life. I am actively trying to control my mind, actively thinking what goes into my mind. I am actually thinking. I am taking risks, I am deciding. I am concerned with my future.
I am taking responsibility. I think ITP has transformed me. It is painful, no doubt about it, but the immense pressure forced me to escape my cage, and fly!
Wow. Talk about a opportunity lying behind tragedy.
