I love the feeling that you get when you feel like all the work you've put in amounts to something. It is fantastic, and rewarding. Maybe the end does justify the pain it took to get there. But i'm lucky, things don't always work out like that. Too often people end up feeling like everything they have worked for comes to no avail. We, people, are not useless. We give up too easily, myself included. Is that human nature? To just give up when things aren't going our way? I see myself do it all the time, and sometimes I am proud to say I know when to stop, or when to just say "no more". Is that being strong, or just copping out? The lines tend to blur together, and in the end no matter what I can't help but think that I am a coward. I love believing that I always do what I want, and what makes me happy. But here's a secret, I know that I don't. I follow the rules most of the time, because guess what, I'm afraid too.
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