Having the person who was suppose to be your role-model, repeatedly say you’ll never be good enough. Having the person you’re always suppose to be perfect to, always believe that you were never beautiful because of scars you had. Having the person who people usually looked up to, never be there for you. Having the person who was always suppose to have your back and listen to you cry, say you’re weak, stupid, worthless….
Having that person suddenly appear in front of you, ready to listen to what you have to say?…sorry I have nothing to say.