Ch30: Dear diary.

For some reason, I feel obsessed with death.

As if it reminds me of an idea of the end.

It's a bitter end for all my troubles and uncertainties.

Perhaps it's because I once threw myself to such an extent.

I know what it feels like when your dreams get shattered, like bits of glass.

It breaks your soul.

Making you question your choice to live.

In such a situation when no one stays by you.

I took a bold and stupid choice to end myself.

But when my attempts failed, I asked myself,

Why did I survive?

Perhaps there's more to my story,

Or is it because I haven't fulfilled achieved my glory.

I still don't know the reason to bring me back.

Cause only a few make such a comeback.

As for me, I still have challenges,

But don't fall prey to them.

Perhaps I shall find out my purpose,

Or be found by them.