there's two sides of everything.

well I'll write it all down. My new title, hidden & revealed.

My sister filled out a questionnaire, and there was a question, Explain --
The song currently playing is, Begin Again by Colbie Calliat.
"Oh this is not the way that it should end
It's the way it should begin
It's the way it should begin, again

No - I never wanna fall apart
Never wanna break your heart
Never wanna let you break my own
Yes - I now we said a lot of things
That we probably didn't mean
But it's not to late to take them back "
-- in four sentences about your child that sticks to her. She said, "Physically, she is a petite lady who wears a smile. Mentally, she has many thoughts racing in my mind. Emotionally, she is sensitive and cares about everything and anything. Whoever thought of the quote, 'Big things come in small packages,' thought of Alyssa." There's always a trait that each person dislikes, and I hate how I'm so sensitive. Reality hits, and I looked. I thought it would be okay if i did so, because I do so to see how life has progressed, and it stabs me in the heart. I made a mistake, I understand. You can't judge people [harshly] because people change. It's another quote I learn to appreciate and apprehend. I try, and it's not to my best advantage. I peaked, and I got hurt, like always. I have this gaping feeling of just avoiding it. It can go great, and I will try my hardest to not let it affect me, but it always will. So I should do what is in front of me, but the rope is looser now. It was once tight, now just a bit loose. I truly have nothing left to lose. Everything moves on, people come & go. I have no idea why I have so much difficult, it's true, I dislike letting go. So far with the actions and sayings shown, I feel as if hope is all lost and there's no interest. Or its still tension and the roadblock will never go away, until something happens. What is that something? I can't wait to find out. I'll try.

I peaked. I saw. I'm ashamed. I saw and now, it's a phase, where I shall hide, and try my hardest to move on. I'm highly sensitive. I dislike that.