I grew up in rural town where nobody else' want to talk about their selves. Everybody is mute when when it comes to opening their pasts. Everything is in silence.
I myself, did become one of them. Mute.Deaf. Passive. Grew up like nobody notices me.
I earned friends yet none of them is closest to me.
Nothing seems so dramatic with that because I see a lot of teeners around just like me or worse. I carried on with this "freak behavior" until such time that I see myself being bumped by bullies and slapped by slippers of playing classmates. I used to ignore those things before but suddenly it came to me that I shouldn't let that go on.
I realized I was so stupid to stay silent. I see people hurting me, being hurt trying to hurt and wanted to hurt yet I say no words. I'm not a coward but I believed that " I couldn't help anyway, why speak?". But now, I let things out!
I speak what I feel. I'm emotionally honest. I go home with no burdens in my back like before. It's a great feeling! It's awesome yet one thing I wanted to get back from my past in silence...the peace of sleeping in my room.
