I have lived a normal life since forever. That life path most people take and consider as normal. I went to quite good schools with also quite good grades, I hang out with friends, I took extra lessons. I also have normal hobbies. Books and movies are my absolute companion, up until now. The problem is that life was already set up for me without even me participated to decide. To make it worse, foolish me, never have the gut to argue or complain. They say, the elder knew what’s the best for us. As long as you follow it, you’ll be safe and sound. Yes, I have to say that I’m fine, I’m safe. But thinking of it, is this kind of ‘fine’ I’m really looking for? Maybe no, because the more I think of it this feeling is just swallowing me down. I feel terrible, envy, and so ugly. I don’t need to save a face because I don’t think I have any. So yeah, I’m fine but not ‘fine’.