My Complaint

To whom I can complain? To my husband? he is not listening and if he did, it will come back to me! To office mate? It is embarrassing sharing my personal problem with them,....like i care...

Last time I have Murni, back when I was in University I have a lot of good listener. But not anymore. I just have no one. All I know is when I am suddenly change, the blame should come 1st. And it is to blame me for my problems.

It is really heavy, unbearable and hurt me more and more and more...

Giving up

thinking of giving up but i just dont know how... i wanted to do everything but my body is in pain. i wanted to be selfish but i cant be one... i am tired with my routine and waiting to fall so i can have my rest in peace moment...

My Crystal Clear...

I don't know what is happening to me. I am no longer Zubaidah. Zubaidah is a name of a flower which used to blooms everyday. But I just DON'T!!!

I complain a lot and I am so not happy with my life. I don't see my future anymore and I am no longer looking for it.

What I do is be like a robot everyday and perform my routine as a wife and a mother. Clean the house, cook, mop, and do the laundry. Everyday is like that...

When my husband complain, I step backward and keep all the unsatisfiable things with me. Eat me inside and rub my heart.

My Crystal Clear is with me everyday. The moment I am all alone in the house, that is just my perfect time! It hurts me a lot but I dont know how to stop it...

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