If I had chosen to bow to the expectations of others, there would have been only one way left for me to live; obedience. But with every step I take comes a longing for the next, a longing to keep walking toward my dreams. It doesn’t matter if the road sometimes leads me astray, as long as I’m the one who carved that road for myself. I have grown roots from the ruins of yesterday’s failures, and perhaps that is the secret to why I still stand…