Currently sitting in an empty classroom all by myself awaiting for my final midterm before the long needed break. I can’t wait to go home tomorrow. I can’t wait to finally see all my friends again.
It’s funny, how I want to see my friends but am hesitant to see my family. I guess that’s just me being me. Friends have always been my family. And sometimes, I feel that they are more related to be than those that are linked to me by blood.
I might be sounding harsh but that is the feelings I feel everytime I return home. It’s not that i don’t want to go home - I miss my family. But it’s just everytime I come home with high hopes, I leave with high disappointments.
It’s hard for me emotionally cause that painful knot is still there, and I have no idea when that note will unknot itself. Hopefully with time that knot will unknot itself and it is then that I can fully embrace my family’s past and look into the future.
It’s gonna take time. And I hope time will heal everything
