Everyone is all "I love my mother", "My mother is a Super Woman" and here I am, completely dismissing this day entirely. I can't even bring myself to call my mother. Whatever I'd say would sound hollow and wooden. Because I am not feeling this mother-daughter relationship at all.

Today was the second time we have had a serious disagreement. This was entirely my fault. I have been stubborn and snippy and short-tempered. Not a proud moment for me. A self-reflection has been a long time coming. By neglecting this regular check into my behaviour (and psyche), I have become comfortable to the point of being self-centered in this relationship. Feelings of guilt and utter disappoint are going to be keeping me awake tonight. The look on his face when we were talking about it broke my heart. 

When he feels hurt, especially by me, it is more than I can stand to bear. He has been the source of a great many positives in my life. I'd hate to be the negative in his life.

So tonight, I dislike myself.

me

SHARAN (:

'Despite my empty mouth the words are in my mind'

TUMBLR

soapbox

archives

rolling back to... May 2010 June 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 December 2010 January 2011 February 2011 March 2011 April 2011 June 2011 July 2011 August 2011 September 2011 October 2011 November 2011 December 2011 January 2012 February 2012 March 2012 April 2012 May 2012 June 2012 July 2012 August 2012 September 2012 October 2012 November 2012 December 2012 January 2013 February 2013 March 2013 June 2013 October 2013 February 2014 August 2014 February 2015 May 2015