It's 9.30pm and I cannot think of one honest answer as to why people must be so cruel.

My plan, after a hard week of school exams and university entrance score exams, was to sit back and finish watching season five of my favourite TV show, The Office, on Thursday night before heading to school for the last day of the week.
Instead, tears are blurring my vision, rolling down my face and perching themselves on my lips. I can taste them.

I don't know what I've done wrong. I try my very best to please everybody, but there's always one person who disregards every opinion I've ever had. One person who challenges everything I say. One person who publicises their opinion on my actions.

The context is irrelevant, but the situation is repetitive. I can't have an opinion that differs from this person, because immediately I am ostracised. I am a sensitive person. I am applying for universities, scholarships, housing, jobs, I have just quit my favourite sports and hobbies to be able to do my best in school - my stress levels are through the roof. Everything people say, I take to heart and I worry I'm doing everything wrong.

Maybe people aren't as cruel as I think they are and maybe I am too sensitive. But I just don't understand why I must constantly feel this lump in my throat. Why I must constantly hide my real feelings. Why I must push aside my own opinions just to make people happy.

I just don't understand.