I realised I’m pretty good at disguising my feelings.

To the extent that I can even fool myself.

To the extent that I want to rip apart the facade that I’ve armored myself with.

I dare not touch it,
I dare not confront it.

Quite envious at the way my sister could freely express all her feelings, even though it could be really rude and childish. Largely due to the different environment and ways we are being brought up by.

Sigh.