LATE BLOOMER
Whenever I see myself in the same situation I regret, I feel stupid and like asking myself why until now I haven’t figure out the way to get out of this. I am beginning to assess maybe this is some sort of my weakness that I cannot control anymore. Or maybe I am just not working too hard to be stronger and smarter. Why am I afraid of? What is lacking in me to make it work for me? Or maybe I am afraid that I will get it at this age and then I become depressed by realising why I haven’t figured this out early on. Maybe at my age, I would settle to accept that this is where my limit is. Knowing that I can do more is just a slap to my face. But I should not think that way. Looking at the bright side, if I can do more, I would think that it’s just that I am destined to see the light in the right time. Maybe God has designed me as a late bloomer for a certain reason.