I was a spoilt and selfish kid. I was 18 years old and I was still a dependent boy.
Everything changed when I moved to Dublin, Ireland. That was the place where my life officially began.
It was where I had to survive on my own without anyone besides my awesome girlfriend to support me.
I was in survival mode. I had to think of ways to pay every month's rent, groceries and the electricity bills.
That was when I started to look at life differently.
When you're under someone's care, you don't think with your brain.
You don't think of what your future will become.
You don't think of what you truly want.
Only when going through the rocky roads that you start thinking and appreciate life better.
During my journey along the rocky roads (what I call real life), I found my passion, my dream and what I want to do for the rest of my life.
Have you found yours?