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yesterday, i shared a problem with my mum and she just listened. it meant a lot to me, because i don't usually tell her my worries. although her advice was not exactly what i wanted to hear, it was still comforting to know that she cared and that she wanted very much to show me she cared. i thank God for her, really. (: and, i guess i have more or less accepted the fact that things can't always turn out the way i want them to. |