Dysfunctional.
♥Wednesday, November 03, 2010.
I feel like I have all the rights to say my family is dysfunctional, though in a way too trivial to be significant. I think I haven't been in a very clear state of mind for the past few days; I can't study I can't focus, I can't stop the thoughts and emotions raging. And it hurts like hell. I just want to cry it out, but I can only do so in silence. I'm being driven nuts here in my own house but we never communicate; about our needs, about our behaviours and about what we want from each other.
I feel hate, then I feel guilt. A whole fucking lot of guilt.
The description. Why does it all seem so real? Damn it.
|| At 4:51 PM, Jocelyn thought so.♥ ||