I am for one who had committed my substantial amount of wrong-doings in my younger days. I had a very independent childhood, whereby I practically lived alone. My parents never had time for me. They were always busy with everything, except for me. I grew up teaching myself. Doing things and acting as I please. Fortunate enough, never fell into the bad extremes. But people usually don't forgive and forget what you've done. Most of them pick out the bad things about you instead of looking at your strengths. I hate it when I set my heart into doing something well, there'd always be someone there to give you their unpleasing critics. Sometimes it hurts so much it crashes all your hopes and dreams. Sometimes, it's hard to carry on. Sometimes, you even doubt yourself.