It was one of those moments when you become truly conscious of your existence. And it struck me suddenly, that you always have a choice.
Whatever comes our way, whatever battle we have raging inside us, we always have a choice. It's the choices that make us who we are, and we can always choose to do what's right.
This realization only makes things harder for me. But I cannot possibly believe in something because it makes things easier. I must know things for what they are. I must.