When I see a throwback picture of my family member, sometimes I wonder that I miss myself. I used to be close with all of them, no problems at all. But because of different circumstances, I was tested greatly, and I became tough. I needed to prove to them that I am not weak. But deep inside, I just lacked acceptance. I needed to show them that this is who I am, you can’t bring me down, but within my heart? I’m already shattered. I wish I didn’t become like this, what if, right? Then maybe I wouldn’t be crying now. Maybe everything would still be okay. I shouldn’t have become so sensitive. Because of my extreme sensitivity, I needed to be tough to gain acceptance from everyone, but I know that was wrong.
I love you, ate and kuya. I’m sorry..