In Moana, When her boat flipped over, she asked The Ocean to help her. Next thing she knew, a thunderstorm came & she was like omggg no. Scared. She went through the storm woke up and she was on the island she needed to get to. Moral of the story, Them storms you went through
Why do people assume I think Iโm better than them based on how I decide to carry myself? Do I think Iโm better than you or do you think Iโm better than you? Ask yourself that one.