Explode

I guess that it wouldn't occur to you that I have feelings, right?

You can't blame me for wanting to blow off some steam. You have no idea what I go through here. To not have enough moral support from friends, to always carry the entire weight on your shoulders because you feel like you don't want to burden others with your own problems.

And when I tell you my problems or what I've been through, I don't expect you to patronise me. When I say that I spent freaking £3 on printing on an A4 colour paper and decide to not pay £10 for dinner next week, I don't expect you to give me a look that says, "you complain about paying £3 and suddenly you're on hunger strike?" or say, "if you think you're spending so much at that rate, why are you here in the first place?"

Hello. Ever heard of exaggeration? And here I am, sharing my problems to you, and this is how you make me feel better? I guess I sometimes expect too much. I shouldn't be expecting a "aww, you poor thing" or some silence to give me space to talk and let it out. Nope, you just skip that part.

Gosh, sometimes you can be a bit cold.

But no matter. It has taught me to be a bit stronger to accept harsh feedback. I'm gonna be upset for a while, but too bad you won't realize it.

Maybe I'm just behaving like this because I haven't been feeling well, so it's hard to feel optimistic. I just wish I have more support from friends here. But I wanna thank my awesome friend who's also my housemate for sometimes being an ear.