Hard times produce better men

“Hard times produce better men” was a saying that I had been hearing for the past decade. As a child, I had dreams of doing great things and wanted to bring out the best in me. Life back then was full of positivity, happiness, colors, and people who you could turn to when you felt helpless, depressed, and anxious. I would always have a bright smile on my face that would light up any room I entered and charm all those around me.

Looking at those old photographs of myself and my loved ones breaks my heart and I get lost in my thoughts. Daydreaming is one of my favorite hobbies and it is something that I resort to when I feel like retreating. I usually feel depressed for it is something that has become part of my life. At times, there are a million thoughts in my mind which I find difficult to express. Lately, I’ve become more egotistical and self-centered because of the way people approach and treat me. Unfortunately, it’s difficult to find and maintain trust in this poorly wretched world. I miss the good old days….. That innocent little kid who everyone was fond of having in their company. But that was the past and now I feel as if I’m suffocating and dying from the inside. I keep on asking God for a sign that will convince me that things will get back to being normal and all of us will eventually get the happy ending that we’ve longed for. These rough times have scarred me pretty badly and make me wish that I could turn back time to the good old days. We did so much together and lived like kings as not much was expected from us. We were simply living the dream. I miss my closest friends, my pals, my amigos, my buddies; the people I’ve known for more than ten years. It’s hard to hide your pain behind a broken smile and pretend that everything’s fine even though you’re fighting a battle within yourself with your feelings.