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Alone on the peak of a mountain, the biggest fear we all have and as soon as we see someone to hold our hand,we grab it as quick;y as we can, but were we better off alone, did we grab the right hand, i guess that is the question we need to ask ourselves.

In a hurry, there is so little time to waste we think to ourselves, but do you want to hide the pain today, for it to grow stronger while you last or do you want stitch the wound intact.

I were you, not so long ago, healing on the surface, hell i genuinely felt happy, but when the reason to it abandoned me, eventually i had to stop giving the control of my happiness to other people and had to hold the key in my own hand.

But even today, i cannot hand over the magic portion to anyone else, god i wish i could, but i can’t because you are the sole bearer of your actions but what i can do is share my journey, in the hope of you growing as the blossoms bloom and choosing yourself even if at first it might be a lonely path.