i wonder why my mum bothers to have me in the first place when she so absolutely adores my sister so much.
i sometimes really do feel that she hates me
picks on me for nothing
for no reason at all.
does she really think she’s the only one who’s stressed?
does she think she’s the only one in the whole wide world who’s got problems and who’s not doing what she really wants to do. why does she think i chose NIE over NUS anyway?
because i couldn’t get into NUS? what the hell. she knew very well i was accepted early into NUS.
why does she treat me like dirt? ALWAYS. it’s always like this. ALWAYS.
she claims she understands. in fact she doesn’t
i know it’s hard on her and i shouldn’t be saying stuff like that but sometimes i need to let loose some emotions too, u noe? i’m not, and i can never be a wooden statue.
why is it that i get scolded for everything?
when i was tentative in making my decision, she encouraged me to go the other way. when i finally decided once and for all to take that path, she doubted me. what am i supposed to do?
i don’t live for her. i live for myself.
sometimes i just can’t stand it
i just can’t stand it.
i thought it was all over. aparently it is not. and it will never be. and i wonder why.
if she knew things were going to turn out this way, if I ever knew that things would turn out this way, i would rather not be born sometimes. i feel like i’ve got the whole world up against me. except my boiboi. he’s the only one who’s been there all this time.
maybe i truly am filthy. maybe i’m truly dirty. maybe that’s why they treat me like dirt.
i will never forgive that bastard. ever.
can my mum really understand what i went thru? having to cope with that, plus the death of my grandma, plus o lvl stress, plus peer pressure? just who does she think i am?
i’m her daughter
not her slave
not her servant
if she’s blaming me cos of what happened, fine. maybe i was in the wrong to have let that bastard got the better deal huh?
MY BAD.
that’s just it, isn’t it. she wished she’s never given birth to a daughter like me who’ll bring her shame?
she thinks i’m not humiliated?
she thinks i’m not living with the effects?
does she really think anyone can forget what happened? after it happened to them?
does she really think that i have no emotions?
she treats me like shit, and 30 seconds after that she’s laughing to my sis or my dad or someone on the phone. most probably one of those san ba aunts. am i really not worthy of her love?
am i?








