Yeah I met Datuk Jimmy Choo. What's the big deal?
I am the lowest point of my life because I am starting to think negatively about my only source of finance, I call my job.
It's definitely not good when I start to think to quit. But I have been patient a lot longer than I thought I would. I have no more motivations. Looking at pictures of places I want to go doesn't inspire me anymore. No more fire or sparks.
I am tired.
Telling myself 'You can do this!' also doesn't work anymore. I end up getting frustrated because the reality is, I can't really do it. I never make anyone proud of me. I am a sucker.
I feel terribly alone with no help at all. Hope seems like a blunt knife cutting my heart in half slowly. I need help but no one helps.
This life is terrible. I am sorry for this pessimism. This feeling is just too heavy to keep inside.
Because, well, I've said it, I didn't get any help.
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