I tried really really hard to be liked. I wanted so badly to be noticed that I tried everything I could do to be perfect. I tried really hard to keep up as well. I wanted to make sure that all my t’s were crossed and my i’s were dotted.

At the end of it all that effort, I failed. I tried everything I could to get the things I wanted so badly, and nothing worked. I just got passed by.

So I quit. I stopped trying so hard, or rather, I stopped trying so hard to control the direction. I stopped caring so much about the end result, and instead just focused on choosing the present direction. Life is not about perfection. Perfection doesn’t exist. Sometimes it’s best just to relax, and be open to the possibilities of a new route.