I realized that I should have done this at home. But since I have time, and I tend to be lazy when I am at home, I decided to just do this on my desk when no one can really snoop or read what I am typing. Saturday was one of the hardest days. Because the inevitable parting ways happened. I don't know why. But I always feel it was my fault. I have this tendency of blaming everything to myself. I even have this tendency of just taking everything in. I know, I know. It's starting to be a bad habit already. I should probably learn how to forgive. But to be honest, that's one thing I have such a hard time doing. Because so many people have wronged me, and so many people have failed and hurt me time and time again, that I don't really know how to forgive and trust again. I hate the person that I have become. But at some point, I feel that this is my defense mechanism from everything in my life. My mom and grandparents were supposed to go to the province tomorrow, bu
Diaries of a bipolar.