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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