Waiting is such a torture. I will never get the answer I wanted, neither will I get the treatment that I hope for. Everytime when things start to look better, it'll go back to square one.

I am always told to not make comparison, but they are always comparing as well. Why should I live for others when they don't live for me? Why should I make them my priority when I am never theirs? I don't want to be a saint anymore. =(