I really don't talk about my family very much on here, because I usually don't have much to say on them. I do my own thing and I don't really interact with them.

But for the past month or so, it's been almost unbearable. My mother and sister always get angry or upset when I'm seriously involved with someone, for reasons that are unclear to me. They say that it's because I get too involved, I've always had the suspicion that they're both bitter and unsatisfied with their own romantic lives.

Since last weekend things got worse. My parents found out that I smoke and this created incredible tension. My sister has been extremely rude to my boyfriend, so he doesn't want to be at my house anymore (this rudeness has been going on for a while). Best of all, my mother told me that I make her want to kill herself, which is a lovely thing to know.

Meanwhile, I stay in my corner, I keep things clean, I go to work. I bite my pride, I am submissive. I comply to everyone's will and request. I walk on eggshells.

It's hard. It makes me weak. Love pushes everyone away from me. As though sometimes life says: " Oh, you were about to be happy?" and I lose everything all over. Maybe I was made to be unhappy.