Breathe, baby. Breathe.

I don't know about the rest of you Superhumans, but I feel a lot of times that my life is a movie, and I am more or less a spectator.

I am a highly organized and meticulous person. My friends will tell you I sometimes get too focused on a job I even forget myself (which is so weird) because I am also disorganized in a weird way but that is besides the point.

My point is as someone who has control freak tendencies and tries to do everything to ensure things go my way, I DO NOT GET IT!

Why can't life be black and white, moving in a straight line?

See, the quality of my life is much better now because I am doing the work I love and I have the best people in my circle but I wish everything worked out the way I envisioned it.

I'd have been enjoying financial stability, and my mental and physical health would have been doing better.

But nooooooooooo! One step forward, 10 steps backward!

I am tired of telling myself to ‘Breathe, baby. Breathe.’

I am tired of things going south.

Even the optimist is tired. My tired is tired. Make everybody sef try catch break please.