It’s okay if people don’t understand you.
It’s okay when you can not write anything even though you really want to write something.
It’s okay if you want to live today and reluctant to think about what will happen tomorrow.
It’s okay if you want just to be average because you really do not know what must going to do to be excellent, greater than who you are right now, or how to be different to the others.
It’s okay if you are hungry for something that you can not overcome by today.
It’s okay if you want to be reactive rather than proactive.
It’s okay if you just want to be reader because you have no good-enough idea become writer.
It’s okay if you read something and forget all soon, remember nothing from what you have already read.
It’s okay if you will die with no single person remember you.
It’s okay if you think that you are powerless, stupid, weird, and useless.