Showing sad stories for tag "grace"

Blossom flower yet thorny

Ashley

I am a woman who could not barely accept defeat nor shows my real emotions. When i was young, i molded as everything's okay even it is not though i understand i am not the only one who felt this way. I felt that the only one who appreciate me is my father. That's why they called me "father's princess" but the rest they don't like me. Maybe because I'm lazy doing household chores. But that's not i think the reason why, because i find it very unreasonable. However, this kind of thinking motivates me to strive hard and keep things possible and reachable but this motivation i built makes my self disorganize because of a young love. It started when I went to college. The house i rented was Coed. 3 men and 5 ladies including the worker and rest of us went to same university. It all started... [Read More]