Not the first time I encountered such situation, but it feels so terrible inside.
I know there isn't anything to cry about, but I just can't help it.
It feels so real like I'm back to the same situation, same spot, just different people, different elements…
Somehow I learn to talk more, I learn to express better, I understand easily.
I nod harder. I smile wider. I adapt faster.
//
I guess, life lessons changes me.
Be kind to myself. Be realistic towards people and this world.
No one appreciates. People only criticize. People only sees your bad side.
And there are too many to mention.
I still cherish people around me. I still stands by their side.
I still learning how to say no.
//
Probably being loyalty is my bad point.
I am not nice. I'm just doing what I can do.
That doesn't means I have no stand.
Someday, I'll still say no.
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I feels good every time I reach back home.
No matter what.
Home-cooked food is waiting for me. Shower in my own bathroom.
Listens to the music, lying on my bed, hugging my pillows, cries under my blanket.
Everything seems so comforting at home.