Meira Kurosaki. Xedosarthea. Rey Za Burrel Barvon. Female, born on May 27, 1988. Loves anime / manga, coffee, going online, lazing around, yaoi, shounen-ai, anime music, J-pop/J-rock, angsting, drawing, procrastinating, listening to music. Narrow-minded. Weird. College student. Does not have a bright future. XD
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Monday, May 30, 2005
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I assume that my depression last night is the reason I woke up late, correct?

For some reason, my mind feels blank today. Probably because of oversleeping. Nevertheless, I am quite fine, but still quite depressed. I am not sure why but I feel more depressed without my dad around. But fear not, for he shall come home today [from Baguio, along with my nephew, unfortunately]. At least, I shall have someone to embrace once again...

I know this is not the place to share about stuff like this, but I have no outlet after all. So I have no other place to share, except here.

For the past few weeks, ever since my sick/bedridden grandmother stayed in our house, I felt so "far away" from my mother. We don't embrace that often, and most of our conversations have turned into sermons or "homilies". Honestly. I don't feel much love anymore. It is against my will that these things are happening; and I don't really want this to happen. I have to resort to some measures to keep the mother-daughter relationship intact, but sometimes it just doesn't seem to work. Oh, and my mom's been more short-tempered these days. It's quite understandable though. She's stressed.

And for once, I feel like doing something for her. But every time I do that, she makes comments. And comments sometimes discourage me.

And for the nth time, I feel useless.

We had a little argument last night, about some things that are not really important; and about things that I don't want to enumerate. But arguments affect my being. And for me it is quite disturbing.

The guild also had a short argument yesterday, and even if it is just online, it still affects me. I lost friends before, and I don't want to lose them again. It's all too heavy for me. I was on the verge of crying, but I held my tears back. I tried my best to fix the situation between two of my guildmates; and just as things were getting better, my mom had to barge in my room and tell me to sleep. I snapped back, telling her to wait, which initiated her long line of comments again. I tried my best to contain my anger, and tears were coming out. Fortunately my mom didn't see that.

But, all those pain went crashing upon me.

Thoughts about my friends.

Thoughts about my family.

And, lastly, thoughts about myself.

I hurriedly turned off the computer, turned off the lights, and lied down on the bed. My mom wasn't facing my way. She was still awake, but silent. I cried myself to sleep, after all, she won't see the tears in the dark. I slept with my pillow which was moist with tears. I stirred in my sleep, having around 2 nightmares which I can't seem to remember. I felt my mom "whip" the blanket on me, and I wondered if she really cared about me at that time.

And, sometimes, I just thought: "What if I vanished from the face of the earth now?"

Probably no one would care. I'd just fade from their memories. And my reputation shall be tarnished forever.

And my soul will forever be tortured.

0 broken chains [+] 2:36 PM