Here we go again. Here i go again. Sometimes, i wonder if i possess a little bit more pride than i should have, this pain could have disappeared a long time ago, and i would have been peaceful now. If i was braver than i am now, if i wasn't so afraid of struggling financially, maybe i wouldn't be suffering this intensely. Why else would someone stay where she's not wanted. For your sake, what are you doing to yourself. How can you possess so little self-respect and allow someone to abuse you emotionally and verbally?
What kind of upbringing it is that teaches children to persevere in suffering? If i was a metal and this trial of mine is the furnace, i probably am already gold right now.
But then again, i'll probably have other demons to face.