Dear Diary,
Yesterday I deleted all of my porn stash, and even all those movies and anime which I thought I would keep in my device till last of my days. It was not as tough as I thought it would be, yet it took me over four failed attempts over a month to just click 'delete all' for those files. Each time I couldn't gather the courage to delete all of those, just the thought of deleting all of my favorite joyful experiences feared me to my bones. But I did it yesterday and I think I am going to be great. There is no going back now.
"Why?", you ask. Hmmm, honestly I am tired of damaging myself and ruining my life. From the previous one and a half year, I just wake up at mid-day, connect to online lectures and leave it in background while I watch YouTube or other things on another device, I have been so unresponsive and inattentive in classes that the concerned authorities don't say anything to me anymore. They just ignore me now as I have ignored their warnings for a long time. But yesterday I woke up and thought enough is enough and I quit every useless activity. I will now perform upto my real potential and will not waste my life.
I will not quit. I will not lose.
The trigger to all this was possibly the death of my aunt, she was a nice women, good natured, caring, loving, everything what a poet could describe in a mother, was a virtue of hers, but she died anyway. She was in her 60s, perfectly healthy although diabetic, her death made me realize how one day, "everyone and everything you love will be gone."
Huh...Deep realization. That's why I have thought to take control of my life.
There is no going back.
I will not die with regrets.
Always yours,