I'm really happy to have so many real friends in my life. Despite me being mean, rude, "dao", workaholic, I have friends who stick with me till today, and holding me up when I'm falling.
It wasn't a easy period for me. I got my heart burnt, and it hurts. And I always thought I would never experience this "burnt" feeling again. But I'm wrong. I'm feeling it all, although painful, it is all worth it. And this period is awesome because I saw the way my friends cared for me. For sudden phone-calls, sms, what-apps, surprise chocolates, accompanying to drink, forcing me to eat my meals, buying me bread to feed my appetite, pulling me aside for face to face personal chat, warning me not to drink when I'm too emotional unstable as they know I will turn very~ violent. These are more than enough to keep me going.
Guess I'm a little selfish, I can stay strong, but I gave myself this chance to break down yesterday. Because sometimes, I just wanted to depend on someone again. Tired of taking the lead, making decisions, planning for outings. It has been like this for years, I think I have enough. Leader? Sorry on vacation now (like a few hours?).
That day, I was forced to plan and make decisions. I totally didn't anticipate that. It was terrible. My perfectionist self took over and I can't describe how angry I was with myself. I hate to fail in planning, especially when I really see that outing as very~ important. Leaving bad impression is the worst thing I would want to happen. If it was my usual self, last minute planning will be like peanuts to me. Blame myself for being too comfortable, unprepared and letting that girlish side of me out. I shouldn't have even done that. Trusting, gullible, lead by my emotions, wearing my heart on my sleeves, guess that me is still living somewhere. But now, I shall never let her out again. Not like I will ever have that chance once more.
Identity crisis, I know I have this problem too. But something different is, I show different identity to different people, therefore there's always some parts of me that you will never got to see. And only to some people, I show my very true side, true to my heart, true to how I feel; emotions, feelings, fears, straight in my face, directly shown in my behavior. But right now, I'm pretty confused, which part of me should I show the world? I guess I'm back to protecting myself which I never want to. I will never get hurt, but I will never be truly happy.