Turning 28, closing 30, I am reflecting upon the year that was. On my 27th Birthday, I decided to go through counseling, falling apart into pieces. It was difficult for me to even start talking about my issues. I often felt trapped in a world I don't understand, along with trying to do things that could make or break my life. Here I was, in the middle of a Thesis that needed to be completed in order to keep my status, spending all that money that I couldn't possibly pay back until I got a job. In the middle of all this, I started spending my days over analyzing about what went wrong in choosing the people in my life. I felt helpless to let go off things that I can't change. In the end, it all boiled down to me realizing that it's only wise to chose what battles I wanted to fight and look the other way when it came to the rest of them. I didn't need to go down every path that has been laid in front of me, go down every emotion that has been thrown at me. I had to ...