there was a time when i argued with everyone a lot and my teachers told me that i could become a lawyer one day. and then i read to kill a mockingbird and i thought if i ever became a lawyer i would be like Atticus. and it became one of my childhood dreams being a lawyer.
my dad said he didn't doubt my ability to make it, but he knew i would then be forever miserable. he said i was too sensitive a person that i would just cry over every case. i would never be able to fight the heaviness on my heart and the idea of injustice would torture me day and night.
sometimes i think i am too sensitive even to exist.
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