I can’t take it anymore!
That's what she said, complaining about what had happened to her, while tears are coming out from her eyes. And for the first time in my life, I was actually 100% speechless. Yes, sometimes I am not talkative but that is because I chose to. But this time, I wanted to say something, anything to comfort her...yet I couldn’t. When she said that, I remembered myself saying the same thing before in my life. I cannot take it anymore. I am tired of being nice. Being surrounded by ungrateful people, if I can only run away, and just be alone, forgetting all of them, and just be myself. Well, I’ve reached that point before. To think all the people that you know, were there beside you only because they wanted something from you. To see all the good things you did disappears in the thin air. To work so hard and sacrifice a lot, then someone come and ignorantly say: you’ve done nothing! To to think that you are best friend with some people and been abandoned by them when you need them most.