I remember when I was young, as others would praise me for my skills and looks, without evening knowing me truly. They only saw what they wanted to see, but never did they see the scars in my heart. Well, most people did, I was fortunate to find people who saw past the skills that gave me a large advantage at a young age. People who saw past the looks that got me into trouble plenty of times, some were trivial though.
At that age, I would always wonder why I was granted such a life. I would have exchanged everything, my skills, my looks, in order to have a simpler, peaceful life, with my parents and siblings. But now, at the age I am now, I would have to disagree with my younger self. I would tell her, "There will be more pain, but that pain will go away and a great love will take its place". Listen, and I shall tell you the story that brought me that great love.