I’ve always somehow felt like life was presenting me a handful of choices throughout a timeline just to see if I chose “the good way” of doing it.

I don’t know what is exactly “the good way”, but is as if she’s constantly testing whether I’ll make the choice she considers right, or if I’ll stray away. It’s like she has this plot planned out for me and is somehow rolling dice on my life during every rough patch to see if I will keep moving forward according to her plan.

I feel like a puppet, being dragged around by a cruel master. Why can’t you ease my mind? Why do you keep playing with my heart like this? I hope the story you wrote turns out to be a good one in the end.