Fragile hearts.
I thought i was pretty strong, that i actually felt that all was fine, that i wouldn't really mind having that bad grade for Elementary Mathematics for either Terms 3 or 4. But i realised i did. When i told my mother how bad i will do for it, she didn't say anything. I could feel that she was disappointed. When i felt it, my heart turned heavy. And it kept sinking all the way till now. I feel a little better saying it out now. Maybe all i needed was to talk to myself. Face it, accept it, handle it and let go of it. That was all.
Now i really do understand. It's not disappointing yourself that hurts the most. It's when you disappoint someone else along the way too.
