Growing up from an average family, I've been exposed to different kinds of hardships that you could imagine. At the age of 12, my parents divorced leaving me in the custody of my mother. I learned how harsh life is and at a very young age, I helped my mother make a living for the both of us. In spite of all these, I never felt that I'm the most unfortunate human in the world. I still feel blessed every single day because I'm with my mom and she's the one who takes care of me. This doesn't mean that I didn't have any low moments. I cry like any other. But I know that at the end of the day, there will always be a rainbow and sunshine to shower me with happiness.