Breaking apart.

I am feeling lousy. I feel myself breaking into pieces, literally.

You don't like my parents; 

I get it, they're over-protective and not the friendliest folks to live with.

You critcized my brother; 

I understand because he is too nice and gets pushed over.

You question the strength of my friendships with my buds; 

It is the dynamics of our bonds. We will be there for each other when the need arises, given the commitments each of us have.

You commented about my work which I took pride in;

I put my efforts into each piece of work, I do not agree with you. 

What values am I left with? 

The nucleus values and people I cared for have been denied.

Nobody is ever good enough for you, including me.