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Still I'm not satisfied with myself nor confident.
Again I hated walking in the college's hallways and corridors, I hated attending to my classes.
I hated to see everyone enjoying their lives while I had to fake my happiness. They did everything they wanted with no regrets raging inside them at all.
Why can't I be like that?
How does it feel to be happy with no guilt?
When did I start developing the habit of crying alone and silently?
That's when I knew I was screwed both mentally and physically.
