I am lost now
but that is not the problem
cause way will be discovered
solutions will come along
the problem is
that I dare not to admit it
that I find relief in whining
that I decide not to try harder
So,
whether or not I am lost
I won't define
there is no absolute state of where I am
that I am here
is what God wants me to be
it does not matter
whether I am a tiger or a deer
once the sun rises
I will run as fast as I could
however painful it is
never whine
there is no salvation there
this is the lesson I learned from watching "the Story of Immigrants" in SSA2211 lecture
my problem now is relatively smaller than theirs
Nobody could help
not my mother, father, siblings, boyfriend nor friends
I must help myself
You must get stronger, Brigitta
stop whining
start strugling
