Today, I realized the importance of me. Sitting quietly inside me all throughout these years, listening to the pains of my near and dear ones, thoughtful of having them take the first priority than me at times. Generally those times were always. But for a second thought, I introspected, is it they who are running my life or is it me. Who is the one to blame if something goes wrong with me. Didn't everyone has one say, "I told you to take care but you never listened"
Then if it was, it is all me that is the cause then why am I thankful to others?
Why prioritize them?
Is this arrogance or is it myth?
Then if it was, it is all me that is the cause then why am I thankful to others?
Why prioritize them?
Is this arrogance or is it myth?
