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Sometimes, i don’t know what to feel. My feelings are totally fucked.

I don’t even know if i’m doing the right thing and if all these will lead us to somewhere. I don’t feel at all great doing certain things, but i know i’ll have to, for the sake of us. Perhaps this is an opportunity for myself, to get use to things and accept you for who you are and what you think, even though i can foresee this is going to be a tormenting process for me. Cos i tell myself one day, my heart will get use to all these, one day …

Like everyone around me is telling me, and i’ve always been telling myself, to be independent and enjoy myself. From now on, i should do things i like and i’ve always wanted to do. I should not be pulling myself back from all those fun.