“i was just trying to be what you wanted.” i scream at my mum at the top of my lungs, from the top of the staircase.

“my entire life has been comparison to everyone, my sister, my cousins.” tears are streaming down my face at this point.

“i will never be good enough for you” i scream at her.

slamming the bedroom door, tears roll down my face. all the surrounding walls can hear is my hyperventilating.

i failed one exam and suddenly i’m never enough for her when i try my best everyday.