And after all, everything made me experience the glory of God in every second, every moment, and every step of the way.
From sufferings, masterpieces are crafted.
Not everything that is taught in higher-education institutions is necessarily veritable. Not everything that’s said alligns with one’s virtues, morals, and lifestyle.
They teach you and poke you to impress people with power, to kneel down to them, and to belittle yourself to become in a certain desired position. This doesn’t exist in my dictionary.
When every day feels like a year, when every step taken feels like a thousand mile, and when undesirable mood swings are inevitable….
Sometimes, I just run out of words to properly explain how/what I’m feeling at a given moment.
How absurd it is to modulate your learning style in order to accommodate their teaching style.