SelfPub: looking back I...

looking back, I see myself as a small, fragile girl. a little clumsy, timid, shy, but incredibly kind, warm, real. for some reason, I buried all my talents and skills deep inside, afraid to catch crowds of judgmental looks on myself, but the opinion of hundreds of people cannot extinguish the potential, the opinion should not worry me, you, everyone. living in eternal fear, you are wasting time. a clock that continuously moves forward without referring to anyone's insecurities. time does not wait, it should not adapt to yours: somehow