Sometimes, I remember all of the times when I have told myself depressing and discouraging things to mentally hurt myself. I would always believe at those times that things will never get better, and I would remain in that very dark hole. All of those painful memories of suffering and crying… That’s the things. They are memories. How is that possible? How did I overcome those times? And then, I would really believe that I am never to be in pain or sorrow forever, but to instead be given second chances or support from somewhere or someone to move on.
Let’s have wonderful memories this year! Let’s have new memories, meet new people, and make better versions of ourselves.
i was making a lot of mistakes and then my archery instructor said:
“you make mistakes because you’re focusing on the target and not on your actions”
and i was like woah
thanks for giving me the best life advice i’ve ever gotten