I really like reading. But my parents were told that learning is important to me than reading. I tried to convince my mother that this is my passion and the books that may be helpful for me. But my mother did not want to understand that. I felt desperate. I always have to keep in mind when reading. This makes me uncomfortable at all. If you were me, what would you do? How can I do so that my mother can understand I love books so much. I hate my life. Lonely and tedious. A simple thing that I did not have my best friend. I'm afraid of feeling cheated and betrayed. It is difficult for me to trust someone. I have tried every way to be able to open up to people but I can not. It's too hard! Can you give me some advice to improve the situation of me? I endured this for 10 years, if we continue to make me crazy!
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