A whirlwind of emotions just ravaged through my mind after hearing and knowing many things today. I realise everyone is facing problems.
Problems that are real, not superficial (ie. not having enough clothes to wear, not being able to get a reservation at Dempsey Road's PS Cafe... you get the gist).

It was something which I never felt before. I felt poignant. Or maybe in teen-speak - emo. But my feelings far surpass "emo-ness". It was helplessness and deep sobriety that overwhelmed me.

I realise all of us have problems with ourselves, our family or our friends.
Sometimes,they're shameful and shocking, and we would really want to hide them all deep down inside, seal them up in our hearts with extra strong tape, pretend that nothing has ever happened and go on smiling and joking with your friends, when inside of you, you feel the hurt and pain.
And they haunt you, mock you, berate you for being a coward.

Man always strive hard to please or impress others, that is why we act and pretend and hide. Any form of weaknesses are condemned.

But at the end of the rat race, what's next?

Ultimately, it dawned on me that all we need are people around us who are willing to listen, to share and to pray together.

That even when our most vulnerable sides are revealed, they would not condemn us.
That when ugly family skeletons in the closet are exposed, we are not afraid of being judged negatively.

Many from today's world would not understand. They judge and criticise according to the standards of the world.

But our Lord Father in heaven does not, and that's what made the difference.

I wish I could tear down my facade. I wish I could break down my emotional barriers and be vulnerable to others.

One day, I would bare my all.
Until this day comes, I shall learn gradually to be open and to accept the fact that we all have problems. Every family has a problem.
I will learn not to be ashamed to speak of my family problems or my own weaknesses.

I will, with my Lord guiding me how to.
I'm sure life would be much easier to go through when we finally gain acceptance - not because we are super rich or super smart or super high on the corporate ladder, but because we are who we are.