This is a
self-acceptance post that might be a long one or maybe just a few line of
sentence. I don’t know. We’ll see.
So I just
sit for my first paper for final today and it’s not good. I struggled answering
most of the questions like I used to answer previous tests; confident and
convinced. A few days back my oral test was also not really promising.
But yeah,
here I am.. having my dark chocolate digestive biscuit with a can of fruit
sparkling writing this as a reminder to myself, of how much this feeling, right
now even after a very tiring midnight study and it’s not even half pass all of
the subjects but I just want to write here that maybe sometimes we need that
feeling of failing, falling.
And here I
am, making peace with myself that not everything that you had done all of your
best will turn as you expected.
Sometime you
need to feel the struggle is it demands you feel it, that it exist and you need
to do something, did your best and let the God handle the rest.
Hadi, be
peace.
