People miss (or refuse) to realize that I have this habit of pushing them away from me (or keeping myself away from them).
Others would say it should not be like that.
Yet, they do not know that I don't want to be like this too.
Others would say I should forgive.
Yet, they do not know that I am craving for forgiveness too.
It is very easy to say because they never really knew how it feels to be myself. They will never know because I don't let anyone know. Because every time I break ome brick of my wall, the world will only make me feel that it is not okay for me to be not okay.
And I am tired.
Fucking tired of convincing myself to act okay because the world has no time for my shit.
It's okay to feel tired right Father?
Sigh.