I just came into the washroom when I heard somebody weeping at the sink area. Not long after, another girl came in and they started talking to each other. The girl who cried was ranting impatiently, but I didn't intend to eavesdrop hence the only phrase I could clearly comprehend out of the conversation was " My life has been constantly shit. " I stood quietly, having no idea what her life problem was, but the fact that I was in the washroom reminds me of a post by @orphancare on their Instagram about a teenager who died after giving birth in a toilet in her own house. She must have had a tough time too, or even worse. The unfortunate baby didn't get the first chance to live as his mom let go of her second chance to begin a new life. A new beginning? Something that might sounds easy to say, but God knows how much it takes to even make a first step. Though it might be a bit too late for me to say this, but I believe they deserve a better ending. From the m
A good life is not all about having pleasing moments, but how we make the moments pleasurable.