Sigh. If you really knew me; you'd know that I'm asian. And with that, most asian parents have high-expectations. From ages 3-7 my Mom would hit me with a yard stick if I did someting wrong, or tried to have fun with friends often, and by the age of 8 I finally realized it wasn't normal. I threatened to call the police on her for abuse if she did it again.
If you really knew me, You'd know that that same Mother is now fighting Leukemia, and every now and then; crys constantly. If you really knew me, sometimes I'd wake up or go to sleep to the sound of her puking.
If you really knew me; you'd know that .. I love my friends till' death, and I cry whenever I talk about being hit, or my Moms cancer.
If you really knew me, you'd know.. that I fall in love easily, but rarely, and love someone so much it'd take so long to let them go.