"I can’t help but wonder if I lived a good life.

Was abandoning my ambition the right thing to do?

I don’t know.

I just don’t know.

Life is the process of getting injured and healing.

I never stopped scratching at my wounds.

I’ve lost my way. I’ve strayed from the path I was walking on.

Can I recognise myself? Would I know if I didn’t know who I was anymore?"

"𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕥𝕠 𝕓𝕖 𝕝𝕚𝕜𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣, 𝕒𝕣𝕖𝕟'𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦?"