I've not cried so hard for a long time.
Din't realise that all the over-whelming emotions were bottled so well till I snapped. All the tensions were too much to contain. Physically and mentally drained, yet without displaying my exhaustion, my folks could not really empathise since it had been hidden all so well.
I've tried my best not to show, I've tried not to vent unnecessary anger on anyone.
But all is too much, ultimately I've reached my limit, and my fuse all burnt out.
Disaster strike just at the point when D gave a nasty remark. I snapped....
The ball of anger started rolling, it hit everyone, even Pea who's just a bystander.
At that moment, I became frank, no more white lies... My tones were stringent though I've tried not to be too harsh but to make my point, it might have came out wrong.
Strangely they were the one who made everyone snapped, they were also the ones who calmed down first, leaving me and Pea to pick up the pieces. All we said were nothing but factual, but their comments on the other hand were hurtful.
Though the six stitches were not on me, the pain's piercing my heart.
Not only having to bear with the pain and trauma which Bubble experienced from the surgery, the burden of the aftermath from the argument has left me even more bleary.
I'm feeling extremely guilty now that I've startled the lil one in the midst of all the commotion.
I'm too worn out for the day, to the point I feeling numb. Its as though I've used up all my emotions which I've bagged up the whole day. But being who I am, I know I'm gotta be fine after some rest, cos I've got a strong shoulder to bear anything that's thrown to me.
The storm has passed, apart from M's snore, it all seemed calm enough to believe that nothing has ever happened. I suppose even a simple life like mine has its not so smooth sailing days.
Din't realise that all the over-whelming emotions were bottled so well till I snapped. All the tensions were too much to contain. Physically and mentally drained, yet without displaying my exhaustion, my folks could not really empathise since it had been hidden all so well.
I've tried my best not to show, I've tried not to vent unnecessary anger on anyone.
But all is too much, ultimately I've reached my limit, and my fuse all burnt out.
Disaster strike just at the point when D gave a nasty remark. I snapped....
The ball of anger started rolling, it hit everyone, even Pea who's just a bystander.
At that moment, I became frank, no more white lies... My tones were stringent though I've tried not to be too harsh but to make my point, it might have came out wrong.
Strangely they were the one who made everyone snapped, they were also the ones who calmed down first, leaving me and Pea to pick up the pieces. All we said were nothing but factual, but their comments on the other hand were hurtful.
Though the six stitches were not on me, the pain's piercing my heart.
Not only having to bear with the pain and trauma which Bubble experienced from the surgery, the burden of the aftermath from the argument has left me even more bleary.
I'm feeling extremely guilty now that I've startled the lil one in the midst of all the commotion.
I'm too worn out for the day, to the point I feeling numb. Its as though I've used up all my emotions which I've bagged up the whole day. But being who I am, I know I'm gotta be fine after some rest, cos I've got a strong shoulder to bear anything that's thrown to me.
The storm has passed, apart from M's snore, it all seemed calm enough to believe that nothing has ever happened. I suppose even a simple life like mine has its not so smooth sailing days.
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