Saturday, September 25, 2010

What am I?

If someone asks me, what kind of person I am, I will say I am a brave one.

By brave, I don't mean that I'm not scared of fighting a lion, or anything like that. For me, the definition of brave means: Not afraid to stand up for yourself, even though you know you are on the losing side. Being brave means willing to speak up, saying your true feelings and not scared to let others know what you think.

BY BRAVE, it means to encounter a difficult situation, and yet not to give up. Instead, to persevere at all odds and just to do our best. If there is really nothing we can do about it, perhaps it would only be right to let go, even though it is tough, and takes time. It is alright to cry, as long as we learn to forget about it after giving ourselves some space and after thinking it through. It really takes a lot of courage, especially after being let down by others, your heart just hurts, but in the end, you've got to accept the facts and move on.

If someone asks me, what kind of person I am, I will say I am a brave one. By brave, I don't mean that I'm not scared of fighting a lion, or anything like that. It means to be ready to take on anything and to let go if something doesn't belong to me. Because I know, if something is meant to be mine, it'll belong to me eventually.

(Thank you Yuan Ting, you're really a big help, just by listening and offering me advice.)

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