Letting my thoughts run.
Being bombarded by reality is certainly no fun. Losing another parent also, no fun. But here I am again feeling indifferent, emotionless. Being bombarded by otherās expectations of what I should be doing is making me feel more annoyed, upset and irritated than the situation itself.
At this point again, like with our dad, I cannot go on thinking about what ifās. Or retrospectively linger on memories. I told myself long ago family is what you make of it and have found people that have helped fill those voids in my life. So yeah, Iām going to keep on living my life; selfish, I know.








