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Did your parents ever compare you to others? Did your parents pressure you to be the best?Well, mine did. I, Seira Vi Diaz experienced all of that. Yes, it was hard; it was hard to pretend that their words didn't hurt me. It was hard to pretend that I was okay after hours of their lecturing and comparing. It was hard to keep putting a smile on my face when all I wanted to do was to cry - I wanted to cry and let out all of the pain I had kept for the longest time. I wanted to cry to let out all of the unsaid feelings that were piling up inside.But as someone who likes the sea, who likes to believe that I'm a real-life mermaid. Someone who finds the sea comforting and calming, the way the waves look, the sounds when the waves hit a big rock by the shore, the way the waves feel when they reach my feet, the texture of the sand and the water together, the way the sands can hold a shape when you want them to. It seems like the sea is perfect - not like me.Luckily, I had my best friends.Luckily, I had him - Hiro Dio Asuncion, and through him, everything felt better; everything felt more barrable. His words and actions were enough to comfort me, to comfort the little girl who was crying because of the pain.But like the sea that I loved and adored, when too much pressure is built at the bottom becomes too much - it lets out a massive wave no one is expecting from it.…