I never accepted myself, my feelings and what I want and what I donβt instead I started to think what is thatβs good for my family and stopped sharing stuff with them only because they scolded me for making mistakes and it still feels they never forgave. I was scoldedd because I was foolish to not know if someone was taking me granted. I just hate to talk to them about anything. Iβm afraid they wonβt understand and just scold for committing mistakes like always.