Emo.
I hate today.
The shadow I had always tried to suppress surfaced. In my despair, I hit and injured Terence, broke his spectacles
and drove him away.
Doing an exercise on relationship hit one nail too many and created an adverse effect.
Don't relationships take both hands to clap? Why should I do my part when the others just sit around assuming I'm happy with the unconcerned way they treat me? When actions take a bigger hit than they think, do they know? Do they care?
So I do not try anymore, to make so much effort to please people.
