People seem
concern to people like me. I think so. They used to ask whether I am happy with
my life. Do I happy? Yeah, I am happy. But most of the times, I’m not really
happy - unhappy. I am still learning to adapt, to accept what have been
happened in my life. I’m copying.
Maybe I just
need to be more open - heated. My big brother said “It’s your fate and you
must accept with smiling on your face. We cannot change what God had planned
for us. He’s our Creator. All you need is learning how to cope with your new
“life style”. I know it’s hard but you have no choice”
I still go to
meet psychiatrist. Once, he said that “If you don’t feel happy with the way
your life is going, you are able to change it. Sometimes, all you need is to
change your perspective.” Maybe the times is coming for me to accept that I am
disable person now who always need helping hand even though I refuse to. People
said - its ego.
Be grateful with
what we have.
Honey, I miss
you.