It's been a while since I started realising my worth. I've always been looking down on myself for literally nothing.
Oh! What a baby I was!
The thoughts of the past and the situation of the present, haunts me as if I'm being stabbed by an invisible sword.
Traumatizing...
It scares me to death when I think about going back to my past to resolve the jumbled things which I've done as an immature kiddo.
That wasn't the right thing for me to do of course!
It's a shame that I can't reveal my deeds here. Even if I can, then I would reject the offer.
I am a bit ashamed of myself for not being a very good mentor in my own life, for not being able to shape the beginning of my teenage years in a proper and funny way.
For ruining the diamond-like precious times of my life which comes only once.
Apart from my deeds, I am glad that I am strong now, I was strong back then too and will try to be strong throughout the entire teen-life.
