Everything happens for a reason. And as much as people hate
to make mistakes, they still do. One way or another, mistakes are bound to
happen. And all of it—as horrible and unfortunate it may seem—also happens for
a reason. Mistakes help and teach us to
become better persons. Stronger and wiser. Yes, this stuff may be common
knowledge and sounds all cliché-ish, but sometimes, we still need to be
reminded of this fact. Especially at times where in we just encountered the
problem and/or still in the middle of. -.-
The chain of regrets I’ve just gone through—and is actually
still going through—may currently make me feel as one giant heap of fails and stupidity,
but I know—well okay, I so honestly pray and hope—that in the very near future
[when all is right in my world again], I’d regard everything as some sort of “pre-requisite”
in my becoming a more mature and tougher individual. Something I’d see and feel
I can be proud of having experienced. A scar that, though ugly-looking, becomes
kinda pretty cool because of the amusing story behind it; not to mention a
forever reminder and reference of how I should deal with the same/similar
situations in the future. An eternal life’s moral.
