Okay so the choices we make in life are all suppose to make us feel independent and confident. If you make a choice to go out on a little drive on your own and meet with an accident you still don't blame anybody else. But then why is it so that the most crucial choices of your life, which are suppose to make you feel a lot more alive, make you feel a lot more dead inside. With all the hope, fear, anxiety I had taken a jump into this whole wide world of fire. I knew I was up for it. So did my dear ones. But then why is it so that a small terrified girl in me is telling me to take a different route altogether. If I listen to her, the strong, confident independent girl in me is going to get a major ego setback. And if I don't she is never going to trust me again. Ah the dilemma and the pressure. Both building stronger by the day!
