Burnt memories

That was the day I found my old journal. The stuff I had written is the stuff I don't want to remember. So I burnt it all, hoping to erase it all. Truth is, I've come such a long way, I don't really miss anything about my past. I love how I've evolved and I respect my journey.

And then it struck me, it is all that and more that made me who I am today. I love every bit of being alive, I realise how beautiful it really is. So whatever you're going through, just know that in the end, you'll be stronger because of it. Don't you give up just yet!