lately, i steered myself into tough situations. i lost confidence in myself. i’m not sure if it’s the right word but mostly i don’t feel belong to where i am. i don’t remember when i created this border between my parents and i or maybe i just grew farther when we are actually finally on the same path. i’m not sure is it my ego or them or are we too careful not to hurt each other. in certain circumstances, i try to understand what i can or cannot do, what i should or should not do, but over times i wonder too if they even tried to understand me. it’s tough when you hurt but they say you’re being too sensitive. you have to hold everything inside because you are only a child. “its ok. it’ll be over. we’ll forget this eventually.” i talk less and lesser. i was trying so hard because it was never who i am. now i don’t feel like talking anymore. i love doing what i am doing now but it’s so hard when people give so little attention to your effort. i am half way to giving up.
// maybe i just need a little more time to digest whatever this is and come to my senses again.
