I needed some space of my own. I want to vent my anger and everything. I wish I have siblings that will share my pain and happiness with. I wish I have someone to talk to at home when I needed. But the fact is I'm all alone in this house with just my maid and my parents. Parents that they thought they understands me very well, parents that they thought what they do is the best for me. Parents that thought I'm very happy with my life now, parents that never know how I actually feel because they never tried to.