No one else can do it. I kill myself when I procrastinate that workout session. I kill myself when I let myself give in to my fears. Say, of heights or drowning or failing at a public event.
I was not forced, neither was I a victim of any scandalous gang, fortunately. But I was almost married to four different people in last year.
Just dive-in our minds and explore the infinite possibilities of our own personality without tagging or labeling any thought as good or bad. Some things seem unbelievable simply because of their simplicity. But shouldn’t happiness be just that, simple?