I find it hard to stay mad at someone for too long because it makes me feel almost guilty. Actually, It’s more of like a tinge of shame. I end up asking myself why I can’t handle things more maturely and why I react this way. It leads me to this endless hole of humiliation.
Is it because I love you?
Do I truly yearn for experiences that let me relive the freedom and joy of childhood?
Is it because I love you?
I’m in a constant love-hate relationship with my current situation. On the bright side, I make an effort to improve myself by evaluating and analyzing my behavior because I know I’m part of the problem. However, on the downside, I think I’m too hard on myself, and this is affecting my surroundings, especially the person I love, like Mayo.
