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 other’s 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 if’s. 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, I’m going to keep on living my life; selfish, I know.














