Mindless Zombie

so today someone stole my memory card...yea a lot of people would say just get a new one but that isn't the point..the point is what was in it meant a great deal to me especially my music...am social i guess but ever since i decided to deal with anger issues and anxiety and the like music has been my greatest tool,in my country Malawi..its not often the average Malawian consults medical professionals for help dealing with anger,depression or anxiety..i had to learn to deal with it alone...meditation didn't help...talking didn't help...as most will just see such issues as a sign of weakness..i developed my own system that worked after countless research and i came up with my own type of music therapy..now i am a emotional being ..so much so that i became addicted to music hell its not like i was doing hardcore drugs...but today some selfish bastard decided to break my oasis...and naturally i got very upset and i found myself crushing..and boy did i crush..i make it a point not to stress my mum even if its her responsibility to stress sometimes ...we have been through to much..God forbid i make it worse..so anyways i called up my mum and at the moment i was almost in tears and shaking with anger..i felt violated and abused..my personal space was breached...and so after hours of going through the motions and failing to function and almost falling over the edge..i decided not to seek out bad vibes towards who ever stole it..yes am a believe in karma..and God..so Ive decided to let it be..am hurt beyond words..its not about replacing the memory card no thats easy its something deeper to me..but am going to let God and karma sort this out..Ive decided not to let my anger and all the stuff i work so hard to fix and control be destroyed cause of this though its hurting still..a lot of you may not get it and that's okay..but that memory card was much more to me..anyways i cant stop moving forward and progressing..when a lot of us face our own issues such as mine with my memory card or with losing loved ones and etc...we stop and we fall hard..its easy then to just say fuck it and never get up again..but its harder to stand up and keep pushing but you know what once you stand up and keeping moving no matter what happens when you eventually depart from this world you can say to yourself i didn't give up..nothing kept me down and i dared to dream to live and to push through the pain..i did alright and know truly that you were the best you you could be..be it in education or life in general the most important thing no matter if you fail all the time is never giving up ALWAYS STANDING UP AGAIN..THAT'S WHAT COUNTS!