On days I only had enough strength to eat a bite, I have often managed to put food on the table. I know I have a good life and I am thankful but as I bid bye to the most enriching yet one of the most testing year of my life, I think I have also grown tired of people telling me to change who I am. In 2024, I had an expectation problem. In 2025, I needed thicker skin & apparently resilience. In case, anyone feels offended be my guest, but just don't bother me with your crap. Everyone has their flaws and honestly I am okayish with my tears, for they are also my superpower. Because even when I hate it I am usually one of the empaths in a room, and I think yesterday reminded that isn't so bad. You know what, I was 13 since I learnt I cry too easy, probably at the drop of a hat. And in all these fucking years, I have never seen someone tell a bully to be sensitive but only seen the so called well wishers telling sensitive people to be thick skinned. Gu...