i don't feel good when i receive calls as early as 9pm and hear someone questioning me of my actions and whereabouts; i don't feel good when i am "forced" to do things i dislike; i don't feel good when i go to bed feeling lousy and not at ease; and i don't feel good when i am being criticised in the morning. am i losing my patience, or are my perspectives becoming a blindspot?

this phrase from the song 'Sound of Silence' fits so well right now:
"Silence like a cancer grows"

just when i thought it was just too good to be true. please hope and pray.

uncertain with unsteady heartbeats,
sabrina.