my name is Nwori Joshua and I am the world's most sorrowful young man on earth and the world's biggest Jerk. I sought for words that could best describe this influx of emotions that overwhelmed me while I wrote and they all seemed to elude me,may I ask you for some? life took away from me my comfort, my happiness, my education, my hope, my friends, my confidence and above all my pride, you show me a successful young man who was deprived all this and I'll point at a million and one of them in psychiatric homes, rehabilitation centres, and prison homes. How I dared and survived life's harsh realities might remain a mystery but I do know one thing, of all the good things life took from me it gave me a goldmine , it gave me a father whose name would be carved in bronze as a statue upon the gates of my heart and my unborn children's forever. A man who deserves a better son in my stead. Before my twin brother and I were born, we were already graduates at 20, such was historic lofty dreams for this unworthy son that he gave up luxury to pursue it's fulfilment. But as I write I am past that age yet, not out of school, the blame? Fully mine. I once had things smooth and easy, how I miss those feelings,for I now know great pain, despair, anxiety, and uncertainties. But one day shall come When men would ask me, What kept you going, through those dark hours? and I shall be saying with a sigh, remember that wise old saying 'nothing good comes easy, well, that gave me faith faith On that day I shall look back upon my life, and see it as a learning threshold, equipped with a library of incessant worries, unkept promises, shattered fantasies and unfulfilled dreams. Yet with all the odds starkly against me I sought the principal thing. And that has left me beaten and broken, tattered and haggard, bruised and wounded, thus has left me with looks way past my age. Yet I have learnt to restrain front self pity, never to cry over spilled milk, for I know now, all the hair pulling and fussing in the world won't bring back a drop of it, so I have no more tears to she'd about the mistakes of the past . When I shall look back upon the days of my youth and remember the young men who were spared all I ever went through, I shall harbour no envy whatsoever, for I would have made my mark, they only would have graced the earth. I have lapped and with my hands drank from the waters of life. They only Have bowed upon their knees and sipped and so can't fight the battles I ever fought. I have seen, I have tested and have known things, things light , inexperienced and unknown to them. Still, I am like that one that cried, I am the wisest of all, for I know one thing and that is that I know nothing. The gaining of humility, the brightest light I saw in these dark hours. I get the wider picture now, for I see clearly now, I see farther for the blots in my eyes are washed away by my light tears. From the great and renowned university of fatal blows, I have learnt great philosophies, doctrines and theories of life that no young man who have had a rosy life ever possess. I know better now, never to worry about tomorrow, that does more harm than good, I hold on to my surest possession, which is 'Today '. The feeling of anxiety that the worry of tomorrow brings with it have made even that strongest falter. So I do all I can now to put all this fears behind me because this experiences has taught me that the things we fear the most robs us of our present Joy, for most times they never come to be, I now know that When the days we fear comes, the ability and the cunning to outwit them comes too. Trifles no longer annoys me. I have seen my whole world of happiness, of hope crushed and trampled in ruins around me, nothing matters again, I do not care much if I was once cheated, it doesn't matter if the soup is tasteless or if my younger one didn't lay the bed right. I have longed borrowed the advise of Albert Einstein, in that I now live my life, as if nothing was a miracle yet live my daily life knowing everything Is a miracle. One thing I have also learnt so far is never to expect too much of people, even the ones closest to me, so easier I greet a betraying friend with soul in my handclasp and give a warm embrace to an old friend who back stabbed. I have had to stay up most nights to weep, now there's plenty room for humanity, show me a young man who can approach disaster instead of anxiety, I will show you a young man that can never be hurt much ever again. I will never regret this fatal blows I receive, I will cherish this moments, for through them and by them I sought to live a life worthy of reference. I sought to be that son every dad would wish to have. Somewhere down the years I would remember this day upon which I picked up this pen and wrote, for I would have lived, I would have touched humanity, thanks to the hard bricks life threw at me, brick