For every time that someone quit on me, I've learnt how hard I'm willing to work, to make my children dignified human beings.
Kindness goes a long way, when you meet someone who 'wronged' you, they apologize, yet the pain you feel takes a while to heal, and the forgiveness sometimes years. Their behavior is polite, yet it being so late, has lost its value, and remains to be an etiquette in order to maintain socio- conditions.
For every time that I was made to believe that I required approval, I've learnt how hard I'm willing to aspire towards self love and grow with time, like a rose which strengthens its roots before reaching for the sunlight.
Self- defeat, is only a phase, part of a cycle that allows a gem to shine. The worst is over, the weakest points have been dealt with, and the importance of assertiveness raises its stake.
For every time that I remained silent, I've learnt how deep I can truly go within my self. I've managed to create a peaceful zone, some people don't achieve in a life of days.
Words are immaterial, until and unless they make sense. They provide a form of communication, and preserve actions into behavior ways.