Since young, we are not in good terms with my relatives.
Because of hatred and jealousy, we felt that every time we had an achievement they are not happy instead they always mock us.
They always say that we cannot succeed in this life because we are poor, and my parents can’t afford our educational fees.
I always put to heart every word that they say about our family.
You know, I’m just a human, I am hurt hearing those harsh words they say.
Now that we are all getting older they tried to get closer to us since we already have good work.
But I don’t trust them, because I can’t forget everything they did to us back then.
I know there are times that I can fully accept them but not this time I am not healed yet.