I have a secret, a deep dark secret, I let no one in on it, but for good reason, I am entitled to it, but without strength,
Ever had your life flash before your very eyes and wonder if your decisions has been wrong from the start or if you can have a chance to relieve what you are currently viewing?, that was what I was feeling as the vehicle hit us suddenly and like every other person in the vehicle, lose consciousness for that moment. Amongst the passengers who had their own problems to face, I had been thinking about how finally I was going to be free from the shackles of brokenness I had found myself, I was broke, my friend was broke, my parents were broke and in other to stop wallowing in brokenness and do something about it, I applied for a job interview which I aced the online part, I was on my way to the face-to-face interview when the crash happened, the story ends here, I remember seeing the light at the end of the dark tunnel crowding my vision, I wouldn’t call it death since it was an understatement, I called it the finality since it was the end to my life which when finally free of the shackles of what I have found myself in, I had to end it to avoid further entanglements, I welcomed the darkness with joy.
Being humans, learning from our mistakes is what differentiates us from other creatures; we have been given the ability by the maker to know what we did wrong the first time to act as a guiding light for later actions in the future, we are different in this regards since we know through the scars that those decisions gave us that we are very much likely to be scarred again. This was not the case in our small community otherwise known as family. We have been given the ability by the maker to grow old as we move forward in our everyday lives so as to keep the planet replenished and not as humans also not to overstay our welcome. I had grown up and now it was time to choose which craft I wanted to major in, was it the good old science, the ageless art, or the efficient commercial, I had these three options right in from of me and it was obvious what I would choose but my dad had other ideas, he was totally against my decision making, he knew what was right for me and chose for me, he wanted me to be a doctor.