About ten years ago, at midnight in Bangkok, I was walking alone in a narrow street, thinking about what if I was going to die in a traffic accident.
I was deeply depressed in those days. I asked myself, do I not want this life, or do I want to die.
My answer was that I neither wanted this life nor to die.
My depression disappeared as time flew. I eventually found myself loving my family and never wanted to lose them.
I realized I could choose another way to live.
Time proves to me that things are not as bad as I thought. Time shows me that life is still beautiful if I look at it from a different angle.
You may say that it is easy to say but hard to do. Yes, it’s true. In my case, I have much more courage to be reborn than to end my life.
I was even thinking about joining a boat trip to go around the world and redesign my life when I was stuck several years ago.
I always remind myself when I go through hard days:
You always have a choice and don’t forget the last one.
—To be REBORN, like “The Cat Who Lived a Million Times.” ; )