Saturday, December 29, 2012

"No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up for life."

My circumstances are making me stronger, but it's not enough. I'm so worried about my family. Honestly. At the age of 23, I often ask myself.. are these supposed to be my responsiblities?

I was born with a weak personality yet I have no fatherly figure to look up to when I was young. Trust me it's really tough when I was trying to adapt.

Why do I always compare myself with my friends' families? I know different people have different problems.. but I just can't help it. I'm capable of escaping my problems or deny them.

I'm so tired of life and I'm a fucking coward. Sick of myself. I need to perform to society's standards because I have to. I'm a typical product of this society.

Too many problems to handle, too many plates of food on my hand. I'm choking.

Clinging to the belief that the phase is always difficult and I will see the end of light one day.

I must do it. I can do it. And I will do it.