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Dear diary,
I’ve been reading a fair amount of books lately but none of them seem to truly capture my emotions. People online said that maybe I'll find out why and how I'm struggling if I write my feelings into a diary, so I'm doing just that now. I’m not quite sure how long this would last but if it would help me then I’d gladly do it.
Today wasn’t the best weekend. Like usual, father made me practice, but it was mostly the violin today so my shoulder is quite sore. I don’t think it will be gone by tomorrow morning but hopefully it does. Mother wasn’t at home either as she had other business to attend to so I couldn’t eat those cookies she usually makes.
But it’s alright. Father was rather merciful today. It was rather surprising as nothing good exactly happened this past week. Nothing that I know of, of course.
Perhaps I'll write more tomorrow, but for now, this is it. Maybe people would find my life miserable but I truly don’t know how to feel about it. On one hand, the reason I’m even alive is because of him, but on the other, I’m not exactly sure if this is what I truly want.
But that’s okay. Writing here will hopefully eventually make me find out.