<pre><code>I became who I am with the desire to be my best. I know I'm not using my full potential. I know there's still so much more. I feel like I have so much to offer. And finally, now I've found something I'm passionate about. I want to study. I want to run a marathon. I want to be a good person. I'm doing everything I can to numb my mind. Why am I doing this? I don't know. I think the reasons became very clear to me a few days ago, but I simply forgot. Coming from such a dysfunctional family. I don't know. I think I just wanted to prove to people that I could be someone complete, intelligent, capable, and strong. You disappointed everyone. I know, but I simply know that I can do much more than I've already done. What are you going to do about it? I honestly don't know if I still have that flame inside me. So why do I feel so indifferent? This is for me. I'm almost 23 and I don't know. I feel like I haven't done enough with my life. When I look back, I see what I want before I die. I want to have lived a good life, you know? I hope I was the best version of myself. And at the end of the road, I want to see the people I love waiting for me.</code></pre>

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