
A home....
well i have one. But day after day, i feel more and more dreaded to be home. Its not as inviting anymore. Mum and dad are against me working the restaurant and wants me to get a 'proper' job. Whatever that means....
Yes, im stubborn. And yes i know they want the best for me. But im 23 and its my life. I dont wanna do sth i dont like, end up regretting it and blamed them for it. I want to write my own future and if it goes downwards, im solely to be blamed and not point fingers.
I never feel so alone before. Even my sis cant do much to help. this might be probably the lowest point in my life despite having a pretty good year. cant imagine whats going to happen if it gets worse...
Bby, whatever happens, i will always love you...