I was once told by a senior in my boarding school that I was rude.
I was once informed by a friend that another friend said I was selfish.
I was once told by my mother that I am lazy.
I was once told by a bomoh that I don't do much thinking.
I was once reprimanded for being a recluse.
I was once scolded/berated at for defending my son's innocence.
I am sure they were all right about me. I am these things and more.
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And I f@$*ing hate knowing all these because I aim to please. Anybody. Everybody.
I try to please my husband by making enemies in his family.
I try to please my mother by alienating my husband once in a while.
I try to please...
But in the end...it's never enough. I always fall short.
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