// Dark Friday//

I hope this will be the last Parent-Teacher Meeting that I ever have to attend.
I shouldn’t have gone at all.
Suddenly, I not only feel disappointed with myself, but utterly demoralised.
The absolute worst thing was that I couldn’t see properly.
I don’t know whether it was the cold wind from the freezing air-con that stung my eyes and made it watery or there were really tears of guilt.
It doesn’t matter.

That feeling of guilt kept lingering.
Until now, I still can feel it.
It is always easy to tell people that they can succeed, they can achieve this, achieve that.
And I’ve always thought that such encouragement do work.
Turns out that I was terribly wrong.
Unless you have really experience that “down and out” feeling, you can’t really understand the trauma they are going through.
What’s worse, It is hard to express it in words, even more difficult to relate to other people.
After all, people only can see your outward appearance, they can’t fathom what’s on your mind.
However, It would be unfair to discredit people who dish out encouragement, they are really the people with good intentions and kind hearts.

Sometimes, the truth really hurts.
I’m not as resilient a person as I thought I would be.
A few upsets in life can easily leave me discouraged and pessimistic, even to the point of threatening all aspects of my life.
And, as much as I try to psycho myself to persevere, I can’t bounce back at all.
This is truly the reality.