tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7764161564516047597.post1704950248319340225..comments2007-03-24T15:38:51.848+08:00phatelaranoreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7764161564516047597.post-3546407193422078132007-03-24T15:38:00.000+08:002007-03-24T15:38:00.000+08:00Nita: So sorry for you too. I know my parents have compared my younger sis to me, I pity her. They love me but they don't really show it. =) But I'm grateful. You should be too!phatelarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463622403106230092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7764161564516047597.post-16007417748647264322007-03-24T13:46:00.000+08:002007-03-24T13:46:00.000+08:00Wow, so sorry you have to experienced that Debs. I know my parents love me. But my mom always compares me with my sis all the time. Even if I did something nice to her, she never remembered. Makes me nuts!<BR/>Well, not thinking of suicide, but sometimes I wanna go to a quiet place and screaaaaammm.<BR/>I wish there's a Barbieland in this planet :(=^.^= Nitshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11101881327326749295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7764161564516047597.post-12934451657746824992007-03-22T15:38:00.000+08:002007-03-22T15:38:00.000+08:00k-wen: Thanks, it was nice for me too. Hope to chat with you soon. And thanks for taking your time reading my long post. You take care too.phatelarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463622403106230092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7764161564516047597.post-46125196053332954262007-03-22T11:17:00.000+08:002007-03-22T11:17:00.000+08:00Hi Debs! You be strong ya, I understand how you feel. <BR/><BR/>It was nice chit-chatting with you yesterday. Sayang we cannot chat longer, coz I need to go home. <BR/><BR/>You take care ya! God bless You! =)K-wenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04268772162729719321noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7764161564516047597.post-85502784984192779132007-03-19T15:55:00.000+08:002007-03-19T15:55:00.000+08:00leenmafia: Thanks, I am doing great now. And yeah, we're all loved. It's just that sometimes, I tend to forget to count my blessings.phatelarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09463622403106230092noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7764161564516047597.post-75210125905597272642007-03-18T15:28:00.000+08:002007-03-18T15:28:00.000+08:00I think most children in the household tends to experience what you just described, albeit on different levels. It happened to me and is still happening though in my case it's not up to your extent. You're very lucky to have a supporting bf who understands you. Suicide is an easy way out but I guess that'll only end up hurting your loved ones more than you think it would. Of course you are loved, by god, by your bf, by your friends. Hope things will turn out ok for you. Good luck!leenmafiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12113556651384887011noreply@blogger.com