Lina smiles, she is sort of shy, and seems to try to hide behind her smile or behind her hair. She is awkward as most teenagers. As she smiles, her shoulders go up, and she shrugs them. I don't want to analyse my kid, I want to experience her and let her be herself. Yet I have the hardest time doing it.
She is so sensitive that she reflects many of my fears, worries, and usecurities. there are millions of things going through my head that I want my kid to do, or that I want her to be. Mothers are strange; they are often very irrational when it comes to their kids. They are the biggest projectors of their unsecurities on their kids. I will try my best to be happier and more relaxed with my life, but I am not perfect. I hope that my kid has potential to grow out of me and become her own true self. I hope she stops hiding.
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