If everything was a bed of roses, we lose the sense of how sweet the flower smells. If life was always smooth-sailing, we won’t learn how to deal with storms. Call it cold comfort but when past hurts or present pains creep up on me, I’d like to think of them as lubrication for worst things that may come.
So to all the people who’ve hurt me, to all the issues that have broken me, and continue to do so… thank you. Thank you for the pain so that I learnt how to see the laughters in simple things.
And to all those who I’ve hurt unknowingly, you know I’ve actually been good to you all this while. Haha… Just like a muscle that has been torn during a workout, it heals stronger. What doesn’t kill us gives us strength to reach further 
