Our lives become like a battlefield. We are constantly fighting to prove to others that we live better than them. We show how much we have, how much we earn, how amazing our life is. And yet, competing and comparing doesn’t feel like happiness at all.
Who am I? I keep asking myself this question for years. Who am I? I am… Who am I? I know that I am something or maybe nothing. I am lost or maybe found. I am a dreamer or maybe an idiot. I am an optimist or maybe loser. I am naive and smart. I... Continue Reading →