Thinking back the times where I thought of ending my life.

I wanted to change the current situation, but nothing can be done, and so, it occurred to me that maybe by ending my life I can no longer need to change.

Oh well, that's the past.

There's so much things in the world that I wish to change, and yet, I'm impossible to do so.

As I get older, I tend to accept the fact that there's nothing I can do to change what I wanna change, so I just gotta suck it up and move.

I wonder, what happen to the raging fire of wanting things to change.

Hmmm.

"NFTB"
I guess immunity is the answer.