Everyone have got a story, all interesting in its own way though access was limited to the few around them. When I was a young girl, all I did was stuck my head in my books and kept it there. This completely due to the fact that we are Asians - grades are what matters at least to my parents. I grew up thinking that this normal, until a couple of anxiety attacks as well as a depressive state of mind later,  something within me snap. It was a time bomb really and when that ticking bomb finally exploded, that's when this autobiography really starts.

I was born in a small town in Japan and stayed there till I was 6. We then moved to Korea where I struggled with the language barrier and was constantly in an anxious state of mind. With a bad teacher who think public embarrassment is a way of life, for the first two years of my school life in Korea it was nothing short of traumatic. Later on I was blessed with great teachers who pride themselves in teaching and excelled, though still not up to my mom's standard of good.
But that's not where my story starts.

My story started at the age of 17 when life feels like a depressing soap story, when I decided that the rules made by my parents was rubbish to say the least and that these rules weren't actually imposed by them, but me myself .... That day of realisation was the day that I finally started living life.. My life. Welcome to my life, yours for the reading.