"me" time... for sulking

Everyone needs a bit of 'me' time... even if it's to sulk.

times like this, i like to just find a quiet spot to immerse myself, or rather, distract myself by reading something or to randomly surf the net so that the negative emotions can dissipate.

but this 'self-healing' moments often get disrupted by my parents with their constant queries and requests.

shut the door and they barge in to ask questions. don't feel like eating and they ask even more persistently. shut the door a little harder and they think the tantrum is directed at them (when it's not).

the deeper i hide, the deeper they pry.
the more i avoid contact to prevent my temper from seeping, the more invasion i face.

times like this... it makes me wish for my own house minus the parents.

on the bright side, times like this makes me appreciate my husband who is both a mediator between me and my folks while telling me he understands.

it ain't so bad after all.