In life, I failed so many things. I made so many mistakes. I said so many sorry. What I have learnt is to keep moving no matter what happened. Keeping my positive thought alive is the only thing I am good at. But the side effect is I have never learnt and keep making the same mistake over and over again. I once used to believe I will change. But I don’t see it coming; not any time soon, not any later time. For this very reason, many good people is bearing so much pain because of me. Understanding every inch of sadness and disappointments I caused doesn’t heal the wound. What’s the point of holding on to them then? I am just too selfish to let go.