What Doesn't Break Me, Makes Me Stronger

It's funny, how some people tend to not think before they speak

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I'm glad it happened before I started practice because for the next 4 hours, I managed to forget about everything....

I managed to not think about it...

That to me, is the magic of dance. No wonder I'm still at it till today.

Anyways, for someone who hasn't spoken to me for almost half a year, am definitely brought aback by their blunt assumptions and yet I chose to bid them farewell with all the smile I had left while in the midst of my class.

At the end of the day, I owe a thousand thanks to friends like these for they have indirectly trained me, day by day, to develop a heart of steel; one that is immune to anger and sadness.

I will fret no more over it.

Because what doesn't break me, makes me stronger.