It's not my comfort zone at first. I struggled a lot to be there. Being outcast, left-behind, underestimated whatsoever were not problem for me anymore as I got it too often.
This struggling is finally coming to an end, I think. I get accepted. I am getting equal. And I feel like, I have found my place, my comfort zone.
But then it's getting too comfy that I forget why I am here. What is the very reason I am here.
Leaving the place where you just found you belong is never that easy even when it is the very choice you have left. But one needs improvement, right? Every choice has its own risk. And every better change needs at least a little sacrifice.
Am I ready for this?
Is this a good choice?
Whatsoever.
Once you have decided a thing, you have to be responsible about it. You have to give your one hundred percent. And forget the other option you have chosen not to choose.