No matter what everybody thinks, what matters the most is what you think of yourself.
No. I am not being egocentric. I am merely stating a fact. Indeed, our environment might not be in our favor, but that is not to mean we ought to give up on our dreams.
It is what my dad usually tells me every day before heading out for work.
Today, it is what he tells me as he steps into my bedroom, holding a tray.
I smile at him and tell him that he shouldn’t have, that I can make my own breakfast.
“I know you can, sweetheart,” is his grin-accompanied response. “It’s the least I could do to atone for not noticing the signs sooner.”
I have always been close to both my parents, but even more so to dad.
And yet, I had never once complained about the bullying.
“You couldn’t have known.” I sh
