I do not know. All is not pleasant to me. I do not know whom to share with and how.
No one asked me if I was okay? They only talk about themselves, the problems they have to go through, no matter how I feel
Gradually I do not want to talk to them, do not want to hear them whining ...
I just want one yourself.
I I know that one child good but I hate not they just talk to their without hearing my story
Actually I do not want to tell their problems, no one understands me ...
Actually I was wrong !.
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