Okay, I seek the truth. But why is it that it always have to come at times when I really wish that it just doesn't exist? Like now? Maybe. After talking things through, I have come to realise how much I mean to people. As always, do unto others what you wan to get unto yourself. I paid the people around me little attention and it's perfectly true that they should not heed me. But, why do I still feel hurt, even after knowing the outcome? Sadly, unlike them, I would rather not wish to face up to them. What a coward. Guess that's just me. Things would have to be put right. Someday at least.

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