Sometimes, we forget to breathe…
Breathing is not just drawing out carbon dioxide and taking in oxygen. It is living. We fail to see the purpose of life. People ought to see fails and misfortunes as a curse to be miserable at. We are able to breathe because every day we are given a second chance, if not a third, to become better than we used to. I forgot breathing for a while back then because of people’s opinions rampaging my only hope
“Love what you do and do what you love. Don’t listen to anyone else who tells you not to do it. You do what you want, what you love. Imagination should be theRay Bradbury
centerof your life.”
I’ve gained most of my motivation from my boyfriend. I would have been far detached from my passion if it wasn’t for him. He is one of the reasons I am breathing. Life had been difficult for me. For a moment, I thought I didn’t have a purpose. By the time I’m supposed to do something I might regret, he came. But then I know he’s a gift from God because He didn’t want me to fight my own battles.
Sometimes, we forget to see troubles as opportunities to be better. Other times, life can teach us that discomfort means we are not supposed to be where we are.
Our body is exhausted from giving in to every problem.
So breathe in positivity and breathe out negativity. Be calm to be able to focus on our next step to success.