I have always believed in the saying that what is really yours will always find its way back to you, that what is destined to be will be. but somehow i find myself tossing and turning in the middle of the night thinking about what is destined for me, why is it that i have to go through so much pain, heartbreak and rejection just so that i can truly uncover what my destiny is... am I destined to be hurt, rejected and abused emotionally.... thought's like these will wake you up in the midnight hour questioning your entire existence ,sometimes even leave you gasping for air.

question is do i still rely on destiny? or do i just accept that love has favourites