I believe that at some point in our lives, we feel defeated. We feel unease, unsure and no one could really help us. No one could help us except ourselves but we feel weak. VERY weak. And so, we think of giving up, but we only THINK of it, and not do it. Because although you're tired and weak, something inside you tells you to fight. Haha, madrama? Yeah, it is.
Pray. It helps.
Sorry if this post is quite "malabo". My mind is in that state too- "malabo"
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