Sundays are most welcome by most of us, yet, all I feel is distress and frustration, of having to do nothing! Don’t get me wrong! I’m not someone who has stricken away everything in her to-do list! It’s just that Sundays, or for that matter, weekends, remind me of my loneliness, worse than other days!
There’s so much I could do, yet, all I could feel is a sense of void, as if I can’t think of anything to do, anywhere to go to or anyone to talk to. Worse sometimes that I wouldn’t even know what to think of, which room I should stay in, do I watch TV or do something with my laptop, or merely continue to wonder what to do! It hurts so much sometimes, that I’d just want to cry.
Yet I can’t do ‘cause that could hurt my parents even more. I can’t stand to see their faces drowning in misery already, can’t make it any worse for them. Feel like something is choking my throat, I wanna cry yet I can’t… I wanna scream yet can’t even open my mouth!
All I can even afford to do hide from my parents and cry out silently…
