Alhamdulillah, I am blessed with a good life.
Yesteryears, at the moment and insyaallah in the future.
But there will always be time when I will not feel happy with myself.
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My weekdays now are routines. Even weekends.
Routines that I know important to make sure everything goes well.
Routines, however, sometimes make me feel so dry.
I wanted to break away from the routine. But I can't. I won't.
Because I am afraid to disrupt the cycle that I myself build.
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I no longer know myself.
Sigh.
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Googled "How to make myself feel good about myself".
It has even come to that. Desperation. Sure?
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Tried retail therapy.
It didn't last long.
In need of something else. New. Better. Fresh.
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Putting people's priority before self bringing me down.
Isn't that the purpose of being a mother? A wife? A teacher?
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Hope to recover soon.
Amen.
