I can totally relate to it when people say that the pain inflicted on your flesh is nothing as compared to the pain inflicted to your heart. Despite having a big fight with the mentally unstable bastard that is staying the same roof and resulting in slight bruises around my arm and chest area. I could still chat normally with people on msn and dota. I thought i was ok, and that it was just another fight that resulted in another police case, feeling totally cool about it. It was until selig started to sympathize me, and that simple “poor thing” remark made me weep like freak.
Sometimes I wished that I was born in a different family, a family where members love, members care and not just chaos, quarrels whenever i am at home. I envy friends with good families.. but sigh… I am starting to feel sorry for myself, but heck, true enough i could change nothing about it, hope i can quickly move out when i am finanically stable enough.
And i thought, he could be the reason why i am losing faith.
And i guess that in this lifetime, i will never be able to experience what genuine family warmth actually is.