I may be the distant and angry daughter in the family, but i'm also the one who wants to give them a better life. people often only see my anger. they think i'm hard to deal with because i raise my voice or get upset when things don't go how i hoped. but behind that anger is a heart that loves deeply. a heart that dreams of peace and comfort for my family. i know i'm not perfect. sometimes i say things i don't mean or act in ways that seem cold. but it's only because i care too much. i want to make things better. i want to be better. i want to be the one who ends the struggle. and maybe one day they'll understand that every tear, every word, came from love. until then, i'll keep trying, because sometimes, love looks like anger, and that's okay.