Thought for the day

I was always different from my siblings, different from most people I guess. It was once described to me as a sweet dark sadness, as if my eyes tell the story of every tragedy that’s happened in my life.

Tragedy gives birth to wisdom and fuels change if you let it. I believe thats what makes the difference between a survivor and a victim.

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