This afternoon, I went to repair my car with my father. The car belonged to my brother, but when he bought a new car, as no one wanted to buy his car, my father decided to take the car, buy just continue paying for it.
Really, sometime I am feeling.. well, don't what or how to feel.
I mean a lot of times, I can't stand my father. I don't know why.
Maybe, largely because of my childhood. My father was so strict.
And things doesn't get better because I think I myself are quite sensitive.
I mean, I always anxious of what people thinks about me, and I got a low confidence in myself.
And I blame that to my childhood life.
Seriously, I don't know what is wrong with me.
I just feel that I am unhappy.
But then, when I thought that I am unhappy because I was living with my parent, that I need to heed to their order, eventhough I am already 25 years old, suddenly they do thing that made me regret to have that feeling.
Like how my father generously give me car for work.
Maybe, I am depressed. For a lot of things.
There are so many problems. Yet, I don't really have someone that I trust to confide with.
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