Our hearts are unprepared for the truth.

I feel so homesick now.
I can't help myself.
I think so lowly of myself.
I wish I could do better, be better, feel better.
If only I only need to focus on my studies and nothing else; not the distance between me and my family, not the insecurities that are suffocating me, nothing else.

I know now, that anger is a privilege; that anything negative you bring upon yourself is a privilege. You only realize that when you are consumed with feelings that you have no control over. I know that now.

I wish I could just snap out of it, I wish I had a device that could eat away the monsters that are eating me. I know I will stop feeling this way soon, but I also know that it will come back again.