I hope this isn't consider as complaining..
It's raining out side...great..I like it...very much...
Am I Miss Strong? Maybe not that strong...
I have friends who always share and tell their problems to me...
I feel blessed and honour whenever they look out for me to be "the shoulder" for them to well cry on and lean on...
Ironically...I don't have anyone whom I can share, tell, pour, cry on or lean on to when I'm upset, sad or feeling unease...
The only thing I will do, when something bothering me is call my mom (but doesn't dare to pour out), and sister (same case...just talking and listen to them...just to lessen the sadness or the upset-ness)...then when I don't feel relieve, I will start writing...on my blog...then sleep...think of Allah...Just like now...hmm...
I don't know...is it because I don't trust people? Is it because I'm too shy...or is it because I've train myself to keep my sad-ness from others..?
I remember when I was young...I always wanted to be strong...try not to cry...in front of others...
I guess my self-training work out...because look at me now..? I seldom express my real sad-ness to others...
Oh Allah...for 25 years...I guess You are the only one that knows me very well...very well than I do...and the only one who knows everything...
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