weeping tears of gratitude for this guy to be my special someone. before our daily midnight call ended today, he suddenly said not to stress too much on things, rest well and enough and to let him know of my worries and to not bottle it up alone. i was about to burst into tears then and there knowing so well i have so much going on in every role that i am - a daughter, an employee, a future bride, a friend. but we gotta sleep yo tomorrow’s a new day.
that sudden series of mental breakdowns, shortness of breaths, and panic attacks came without failure every end of each trimester. It sucks. Feel like running away but where do i go? It’s a series of tears-rolling without actually knowing when will i stop, can i pick or will i pick myself up. *long sigh* where else i can be besides being on the prayer mat; sujud and crying? Isn’t that the best option?
so happy for you!
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