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I'd give it back, all of it, if I could have my family back.
I will use my every potential to do that. I just always knew that I need to get out. I have to do it. I have no choice.
I think people just get frustrated without harsh, life can be. So they're spending their time dwelling on that frustration we calling it anger. keep their eyes shut to the wholeness of the situation.
The world is changing while you're just a stardust. The earth turns arround with or without you. Reality doesn't change according to your will.
The world moves you just suspect. it could no happen without you. Situations are not conduced to what you want for yourself. Someone else's needs, someone else's plate is going to be stronger than yours is.
Keep their eyes shut to the wholeness of the situation. All those tinny things that have come together to make it, what it is.
Don't close your eyes, rise again after you fall, you need to get out.
Because I was turned so inward by mom and dad, I got chance to see how all the little tiny things come together to make the final product .So I was never inclined to wonder why this or why that. I knew why. not that I was happy about it, in fact I was really sad about it, some of the time. but I was very excepting, I was very excepting. I just always knew that I need to get out.
Did you ever feel sorry for yourself?--That had always been my life and I really——I feel that I got lucky, because any sensive security was pulled out so I was forced to look forward. I had to… there was no going back and I reached a point where I just thought, “oh I'm gonna work as hard as I possibly can and see what happens” and now I'm going to college. and the NYT is going to pay.
Sometimes I feel like there is skin upon the world. And those of us who are born under it, can see threw it. We just can't get threw it.
I knew at that moment I had to make a choice. I could submit to everything that was happening and live a life of excuses… or I could push myself. I could push myself and make my life good.
I'm smart. I know I can succeed. I just need a chance. A chance to climb out of this place I've born in. Everyone I know are angry and tired. They're trying to survive. But I know that there is a world out there that is better, that's better developed. And I want to live in it.
I feel that I got lucky because any sense of security was polled out from me, so I was forced to look forward, I had to , and was no going back. And I reach the point, where I just thought, “All right, I'd got to work as hard as I possiblly can , and see what happens”。
Now I can lay it out and burn it done, put it in the rest, then I can go on
I was 15 when I went out in the world. What's a home anyway? A roof? A bed? A place where when you go there, they have to take you? If so, then I was 15 when I became homeless.