Luck is the easiest thing you can wish anyone. We wish each other luck before almost everything. Maybe because we do not grant each other this gift. I wish you luck not caring how you will get it, or whether you will get it or not because after all, it is out of my hands, and your hands. It is all arranged by the universe. It is not guaranteed. It is not tangible. Luck is nothing, really. For these reasons, do not wish me luck.

Please do not wish me a lie, a mirage that does not guarantee me anything. Wish me strength, courage, resilience and peace. Wish me the strength to ace that exam I stayed up all night studying for. Wish me the courage to walk up to the people I love and let them know how I feel about them before it is too late. Wish me the resilience to keep fighting the taboos, breaking the stereotypes and proving that labels do not define me. Wish me the peace to live with my own mind at its best and its worst. The peace to live with my mind when it makes me feel worthless and when it makes me feel that I am better than others.

Wish me the strength to stand up for my people, lift them up and make them proud of me. Wish me the courage to rebel and take risks. Wish me the resilience to keep deviating from the expected, the routine and the given things in life that I may not agree with. Wish me the peace to love and let myself be loved. These are the things I can work on, keep and cherish in life. I cannot work on luck, though. Standing and waiting for luck is like hanging on the edge of the cliff. Are you waiting to fall or for someone to come and save you?

I do not want to wait to fall or to be saved. I want to keep working and fighting to stay on the cliff, and continue my climb to what is higher and better.

Please do not wish me luck when strength, courage, resilience and peace are what I am looking for.