LIFE

Hmm. at home. I shouldn’t expect any less, I guess.

I feel like cursing and swearing at how it’s so bloody unfair that I never seem to get a normal life sometimes. But… what’s the use? It won’t change anything, will it?

You blame us for not getting the grades you want. Do you even know how helpless we feel sometimes? How disappointed we are when we don’t get the grades? How scared and terrified we are when we don’t get the grades we want? How we always have a reflex action/defence mechanism and the fact that we flinch whenever you carry any solid object around us?

Not to mention the verbal abuse you throw at us. The physical abuse you give us, like throwing solid objects at us and beating us really hard.

The list goes on. And it shows no sign of stopping.

Sometimes, I get really tired, sick of everything. And when you know the situation’s so hopeless and bleak, that you can’t even cry. You just become numb, and stay suspended in there for a while.

See why I can’t concentrate on my studies sometimes? It’s not me all the time, it’s just that my family problems always ruin it all.

It’s alright. I’ll survive with God by my side, even if I’m alone right now with no one to tell all this too.

I’m curious though. Aren’t mums supposed to listen, nag at you, scold you (but not excessively) and to be there to support you? Can’t you tell your mother everything that you are going through? Can’t you tell your father about everything you are going through?

If it’s so, then I’m doubting myself now. Most of the stuff I’m going through, actually.

I can only tell them the superficial stuff, like school and grades etc.

Lol life’s really ironic.

I wish I can disappear off to someplace where I can’t be found, for a while. To escape from everything, even if its only for a day.

I just need a break from everything right now.