That feeling when they’re taking away my happiness. I wanna cry so hard but I can’t. They’ll just yell at me if I did. I think I made a right decision. Everything will be back to normal one day. Sigh. One day, I’ll forget them and I’ll be back to who I really am. Why am I even hiding the real me? Why am I so afraid to let them see who Elisha really is!? It’s so fucking hard to cry and to make people around you belive to you. Trust. I hate that word. Is this my fate? I guess so….