I probably do not understand what true freedom means. I've made horrible mistakes, gambled with uncertainty and lived my years feeling I know what I want and just what to do. But then, I really don't. So I failed, and tried some more. I figured all I need is to free myself, and to find the meaning of this certain freedom. But then, I am wrong. Again. I realized I wasn't seeking for freedom. Freedom has always been mine. All it takes is acceptance, and maybe a little bit of understanding. I've made crazy choices, and dealt with huge decisions, and at the end of the day, I am not allowed to stop trying, to fail some more and to accept what freedom has come to offer me, every single day.
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