To all the people who say i am not living my life,
I am living the best i could and the best i should. I may be down in pits of sorrow and still feel happy for exploring the sides which no one wants to. And i may be flying high with the clouds of joy and still feel happy for exploring. I know i am not like you who believes in a life that is full of smiles and parties and people and sex. Mine is filled with deep thoughts and heavy emotions and anxiety attacks and what not. But it does not mean i am not living. I am. But just in a different way. A kind of different that does not match your criteria.