The thing is writing is torturing me every second while I’m writing. But not writing is torturing every second when I’m not writing. If you are looking for any meaning in life it is this; being tortured for the right reason. To truly live is that loving being tortured by it.

Time to time you will fail some of your responsibilities. Sometimes they can crush you. In those difficult times, you have to remind yourself that it is better for everybody around you and the world to have a person who is truly trying but failing than doing nothing at all.

At the age of 80 in your deathbed maybe you can tell yourself; My life was terrible, I suffered all time. Nobody is going to remember me in the next 100 years. But I fixed that small thing, so, maybe my existence was not a complete waste.

If even in my death I have the potential of making everything worse then maybe I have some potential to make things better.