I have a lot of people who doubted in me when I was in high school. even the teachers they didn't trust me in certain things (whether or not I realized I was capable and reliable at that time). stupid me that I didn't fight for my right when it was denied. I just nodded in disagree but I didn't fight cause I was naive (and I was not in power to charge anything). it's such a disgrace to myself. the fact that it haunts me until now really messes me up. but every time the memories knocked the door to my present, I denied their access. they shouldn't be here, I said. I shut them down, with every bit of my weakening strength; every fiber of my shattered self.