back to work for more than a month now.
im still getting used to it.
so many things happened recently. and i do realized my temper is getting shorter.
i wanna cry, but i couldnt. i couldnt cry when i sees ethan. i couldnt cry outside. i have no space at all. i am very very tired actually. im very sick of trying to get things done rite.
i know no matter what i do, i will never be a real daughter.
i know no matter what i say, it will never carry any weight.
all i asked for, is some safety care in my precious.
is some peace and time with my son.
and not someone keeps trying to take my son away, in view of "helping" me.
not someone to keep giving me "advices" when he has not even taken care of a child before.
not someone who QUESTIONS me when it comes to the care of my child.
im also tired of handling things that ought to be over by now.
the longstanding issue.
the misunderstandings.
sometimes, it really hurts when you meant the best and you were treated the worst.
it really hurt badly.
no doubt it seems to be sorted out, but i still feel very lousy.
the tot of i was ever this kinda person in her eyes just makes me feel darn sad.
work is something that i really wished i can give up right now.
i really dont want to go for the advanced dip anymore.
bcos i really sees no future at all.
and i do not need all the unnecessary blames.
oh wells, it takes more than just a rash decision.
i need to think about it.
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sometimes, i wished i could turn back time, and not do things so rashly.
