I was angry, upset and disappointed yesterday. I thought I would just be angry today but no, I’m upset again now.

So things have come to this state? So whose fault is it? It’s funny how nothing has been said but it feels like everything’s known. How much do we know when we don’t bother to speak?

I’ve so many questions to ask. Even those I’ve asked remain unanswered.

Time after time, it’s always back to disappointment.