Painful realisation.

I guess I've come to the point and the position where I'm not allowed to make mistakes.

Despite all good things I do for them (with or without their knowledge), all of these disappear instantly the moment I make a bad move, or do a bad thing.

I guess that's the problem with people--1 mistake can erase 1000 good deeds done by the same person.

There is no forgiveness for me, because I am not allowed to make mistakes, because I am not allowed to show that I, too, am imperfect.

I am in a position of constant and increasing pressure. It is amazing how I am beginning to crumble at the slightest touch now.


I wish that they could sometimes see how difficult and painful it is for me,

but it saddens and disappoints me to know that



they never will.