It’s children’s day today, not something for me to celebrate anymore ; but it brings me back to the times where I’d receive goodies on this day, the times where life was so carefree and happy.

It’s not that I don’t wanna care, but I’ve been trying in my own little ways. I never bothered you about money. I’m not like you, and you can’t expect everyone to live life your way. There is no point in unnecessary worrying. If you can’t even plan for tomorrow, why should you sit there all day worrying about next year?

Sometimes I get scared about the future too. The uncertainty of the future scares me. Where will I be five years down the road? But somehow over the years, this broken bond feels like something that can’t be fixed anymore. The scars, the pain, the mental torture, I turned out to be my greatest burden. I’m trying so hard now to leave that burden behind and start anew.

And then I’m all grown up already, I’m 21. New responsibilities to take on, having being expected to act like an adult...it’s just so overwhelming.

Still, I’m gna live my life the way I want to before I regret.

Life ain’t that bad right now.