Sometimes I wish I was a male. I mean I'm sure at least once in a life of every individual female, the wish of being a male has surfaced. If I were a man/boy, I wouldn't have so much of things called 'insecurities', 'emotions', 'jealousy' etcetra which haunts every so often. But that's life and this can't be changed unless I meet a fairy godmother who grants me this wish and in the end I will feel like a character in a novel who learns the meaning of "be careful what you wish for" and well, you get where I'm headed. So everyday I guess, I'm trying to love myself because I think honestly, that's the root of all the problems. Truth is, you can deny it but it never really goes away- at least for me, but what I can do is control it instead of letting it control me. It's all about perspectives, there's two sides to every predicament, remember to see the positives.
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