No Regrets, No Grudges
Reading multiple books at a time, researching like crazy, to acquire knowledge, finding issues with certain social setups that others around find "normal"- I should have known it from the beginning that I should be a writer. Now I feel sometimes that I have wasted 40 years of my life trying to prove my worth, doing things that hardly mattered to me or anyone else. I could have dedicated that very time to writing. However, I am an overthinker (every writer is), and reanalysing my own thoughts again and again (just like falling in love with myself) has led me to a very eye-opening conclusion. That is, nothing in life is wasted. So finally I can say I hold no regrets, I hold absolutely no grudges. All my emotions I pour into my writing, through words, through the characters- good, bad, ugly. My health is at its highest low as of now. Oh, I am very much aware of the atrocious grammatical mistake committed in my last sentence. That was deliberate. Life is full of mistakes....