When I was a child, I thought my life going well. I love my life. Even though I am sick regularly, my parents support me so well. Even though we are a poor family. I still dreaming. Dreaming till reach the sky.
But, when I saw that my family was broken. The change has started.
I think that the bad side of a broken home is just for children. But I am wrong.
It affects me in recent years. I am doubting myself. I am doubting my capacity, my ability, and my capability.
I tried to be their side. But, still it so different than before.
They still in their ego. Whose the wrong first. And I don't know what should I do.
I tried and cried. And they never know that. So, sometimes I call them in Korean.
Eomma... Appa... Because I Saw some dramas when the actor/actress fell and called their parents. And it so comfy while I am crying.
They still think that I am okay. They just angry me because I wake up late. But they did not know how I am crying almost every night.
And these symptoms make me realize that they care about me, but not a lot anymore. Cause everything has changed.
I hope I can recover from these symptoms with happiness and makes my dreams come true again.
