You are always mistaken. You are not being treated seriously. Your opinion? It doesn't matter. Sadly dear your voice can't and won't be heard. It's like you're being muted... unconsciously and insensitively. They don't know you are hurt. They don't notice that their words are like daggers pointing straight to your heart. They don't know you're in pain from feeling of being left out and alone. Darling, I am sorry if you're feeling that pain and silent type of rejection. I'm sorry if you're thinking that you are ugly when in fact you are full of beauty. Your mind speaks of powerful wisdom, encouragements and positivity even if you're an overthinker. Your heart is filled with love and forgiveness that most people don't deserve. Your actions are forms of kindness that's so rare and precious, people nowadays don't know what that word means. So I am sorry for not choosing to love yourself. I am sorry if you're
Afterall, I guess they never really understand a thing. They never knew what she felt. They never knew how hard it is for her to be tormented from all the hardships she had been through. They never knew those crying nights. They never knew those dull days. They never see in her eyes that she was drowning from the past, badly screaming inside and asking for help. But nobody does. She thought she'll keep it up all by herself. She doesn't want her family to be bothered by it. They will just worry somehow. It's driving her dang crazy. It's like living a peculiar life. All she wants was for them to fathom every decision she was making. To comprehend her after all she'd been through.