The day has finally arrived. Looking back, it was just a matter of time, wasn’t it? 

When we burned, it was really brighter than the sun. When we sunk, it was also deeper than the pits of hell. 

This, is an unfamiliar feeling. Perhaps I’ve forgotten. As I always do. 

Maybe soon I can forget it again. 

It’s been a hell of a ride. Truly. 

Now it’s time to get off. 


Something as special as this… shouldn’t be causing so much resentment. 

Efforts to resolve this have all been in vain. 

The mind has to wander to be distracted. Otherwise the ugliness surfaces. 

But is it really a solution if you turn your face away while it stews and simmers underneath? 

I don’t know. 

The mind strays. 

Maybe it’s not so special after all. 


I may not be the fittest, strongest, tallest, or fastest in any given day. But sometimes,  I’m surprised by how much I can achieve through sheer grit and willpower. 

Today, I’ve impressed myself. I made it through an obstacle course that has defeated even grown men. No matter how tough it got, I told myself that I had to do it. Just another step, just another breath. If people can do it, then there’s all the more reason that I can too. A single admission of defeat is all that’s needed to wipe out all your previous progress. And my unwillingness to wipe them out worked to propel me towards the finishing line. 

And so, just like that, a pint-sized me managed to come out of the whole thing stronger and better, both physically and mentally. 

I’ll wear these battle scars with pride.