I absolutely agree on the adage 'life is not easy' and 'in search of a truly happy person is hard', though some lucky bastards individuals may be skewed towards the other end of spectrum. At least in my case, being myself is not easy; perhaps, there is no being myself to begin with. So it adds on pressure when everyone looks up at me and thinks I lead a wonderful life.
Having a pleasant visage, above average academic credentials and prosperous family background neither bring advantage nor disadvantage to my life, but these certainly convey high expectation. Many times I heard people around me mentioned Mysterieux can attract an opposite sex with a wink or Mysterieux can grab the top-notch job without putting much effort, which are far from the truth, I have no lover or career.
It irks me when people I know tend to boast about me at every opportunity they can find. A good example is daddy, who never fails to brag on how I am the perfect daughter that does those he allows and avoids those he forbids. Frankly, I wasn't given a choice at all for he dictates how my life should be. Yet, I am having a hard time keeping up to his misleading information.
Having lived in such an, albeit high, expectation for twenty years, I don't really know what I actually desire in life, but I do know very well what others demand me to be. Well, life is never meant to be easy, isn't it?
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