I belong to myself.

Today I saw my step sister's photo and someone in her Cho's family is proud of her because she won a sport competition.


She got her Cho's family. We are still different. I want to be same with her. But it is not. When we were young together,I always follow my mom and go to their Cho's family for celebration of CNY/Mooncake festival. But they often treated me differently. Because I'm not from their family. Afterall.


Although Im from Chan's family,but I never know them. I just go to visit them few times a year. And there are many differences between myself and the Chan's family.


Im thinking if I wanna go home. Where is my home. My only home is where my mother is. 


But even my mother doesn't know who I am. She would never understand or try to understand me. For me,she is a 40+ years old child. "Your age is not calculated by the years you lived, but with the hardships you faced with your head up and the dreams you tried to achieve" ~ M.Nusair


But seriously,I think the problem is myself. I never open my heart to anyone. So I doesn't blame them for not knowing what kind of person I am.


So,I belong to myself. I'd do what I want,what I like. No one can question me.