Good evening. As it always happensâwithin you more than anything elseâI am listening to "This Love" by Taylor Swift. It truly is the best at helping one get through those heavy, bad days; itâs the best at making me feel better.âI sip my sugar-free green tea and smile at my mother. She scolds me because I donât add sugar, and because I simply don't acknowledge the existence of sugar in hot drinks anyway. My sister asks me how I can stand all that bitterness in my throatâand actually enjoy it too! I just laugh and ignore her, because Iâve already answered that question about a hundred times, without the slightest exaggeration.âSuddenly, I catch the scent of something burning. What an awful smell! I rush to turn off the stove and throw away the food I spent an hour and a half preparingâruined just because I was five minutes late to it. My father comes out of his room and he scolds me too. Sigh... is there no one who won't scold me for once?âI finish my cup of tea, retreat to my room, embrace my pillow with a hint of sadness, and fall asleep.
H.I.M âď¸