Trollface

Dearest reader,
have you ever been familiar with the feeling of loneliness? Yes, me too. Well, figuratively at least.
First I want you guys to know that I have an amazing family, I really do. But like every family, we have our moments that we're mad at eachother, or we want to yell...
Just a few moments ago, there was one.
Let me explain ; 
My brother and mother call me a "troll" since 1 and a half year. When they started it, I cried a lot. It is never fun when your family bullies you. 
They kept continuing, even though I had said them they had to stop, because I couldn't laugh about it. After a while I started to pretend I didn't care. Like I didn't hear it. although my soul started screaming and going crazy, my body remained silent and still.
But yesterday my mother posted a reaction on my picture, and to keep it short;  she called me a troll again.
After months of never react to that word, I freaked out. Just couldn't take it anymore. So during dinner I told my mom I wouldn't want that. She said sorry, but kept laughing. I had enough.
I did what every innoscent little girl would do ; I ran to my room and cried for the first time in months.
But I still love them.
I still love my family, and they love me back. And I know that.


I don't know what it is, but in recent times, I am struggling quite a lot with my feelings and emotions. Sometimes I feel extremely happy, and one minute later I am so angry I want to scream!




I guess, or I hope it is, puberty.
And there we are again, back to the beginning. Puberty. 
That's where this all started isn't it? 


So dearest puberty,
Please be over as soon as possible...