Pity

Today after the meeting a sister who i don't really know, told me how she admired me being so strong as a child. That after everything I've been through i turned out so ... normal.

I never really know how to react to those statements. On one side they're right. I've been through a lot with my mom and i had to struggle. And everything could have turned out a lot worse for me.

But on the other side they don't really know anything. They just know my mom and that is had to be hard for me. But they really don't know what was going on at home. How it really was.

But i don't want to tell anybody, I don't even like to think about it. And i definitely don't want to see the pity in their faces if they would knew what was going on.