Confession About Myself

I'll tell you the truth. I, myself don't even know who I am. Shouldn't you know who you are? For the past 21 years, I've been repeatedly guessing. I never really thought twice about my father leaving our family. I wasn't overly-​dramatic about it like people in movies are, although it has always felt like there's been a void in my life. How come? Is there an empty gap in the person I've grown up to be? Is that why random thoughts have always been momentarily rushing in and out the circuits of my brain? I like to think, that you are never taught what to believe in if you are wise. Wise individuals believe in themselves. And that is a foundation you build in accordance to becoming elite. Self improvement is a significant part of life and it's important to be independent, otherwise, you'll self-​deteriorate as you depend on others to fulfill your need of things, which they'll most likely fail to do so and will leave you gutless. Life is definitely a risk and you need to be strong and decisive to get through it safely and die happily and satisfied in the end. I know in my heart I will grow to feel successful and accomplished. I'll travel the seven continents and meet the beautiful people on them. I'll eat foreign foods, swim in filthy waters, understand culture, and document thousands of photos with stories behind them. Maybe I'll even write an autobiography! But for now, I'll focus on strengthening my mind and body, setting goals and ambitions, working diligently, educating myself, and most importantly...figuring out who the hell I am!