Even though you know that it’s useless to dwell on negative stuff, sometimes it’s just too much. And the pain you were keeping only for yourself, suddenly explodes. You start to cry as if it was the end of your world when actually it’s just the beginning. The beginning of a new chapter where you are the hero and you’re stronger than ever.

Today, my little sister is 16. It’s crazy how time flies. I still remember when she used to be a baby. Now she’s a teenager in High School with no idea whatsoever of what to do as a career (just like I did and most of people actually).