lousy feelings have sprung up of late.
completely superfluous ones that should remain buried in their burial ground.
it's a strange feeling though, having everything sorted in your head but yet it goes round and round in circles.
it's like an organised confusion.
and i keep picturing various possible scenarios, which appear very real and practical in my dreams, but sheer folly in reality.

anyway my ego has taken abit of a bruising.
talking to my parents about it is therapeutic in a rather demoralising way.
self-realisation with honesty from those closest to you is bittersweet.
knowing that they'd never lie to you is good and bad.
good because who likes to be lied to.
and bad because you know no matter how much you'd like to shun from the truth, IT IS THERE.

and it's always nice to know someone out there empathises with you.
that's what girlfriends and heart-to-hearts are for :)