I have always believed that I can go through tough stuff. That I am one of the toughest people I know or have met. But there are certain things that can make me soft as half-done jello. Like family. Or parents.
I don’t exactly want to discuss the issues I have. They’re too personal. And I have a very hard time thinking about it myself. I guess this is just (one of) my way to vent out what I really feel.
I feel guilty. I feel angry. I feel frustrated. I feel restricted. I feel sad. 😦