Reading all these notes about paediatrics conditions.
My heart sunk deep..

I should feel fortunate.
While I whine about insignificant matter,
I should be thinking about how fortunate I am...

Goodnights.

It is done.

I could not believe myself. Why did I even attempt to save the situation? What am I hoping for? Or I just wanna blindly take the blames when I know, there isn't any benefit of me doing that... It did not make any sense to me.
And..... I am having exams too. Why me?

But, it is done.

Rehab doesn't make any sense to me too, but I am hoping for the best.

It's when I see, the anticipated ugly sides, as expected.

One of the worst week ever, well, literally.

Exams are here, conflict becomes profound, research project unsettled.... what's more?

Almost to the point that, right in front of their faces, and tell them to fuck off! NO matter how wrathful I am, there's not a single chance that I should release it.
Believe me, it's really unhealthy, but seriously, what can you do when the supports you get is minimal at this very moment. I don't need someone to listen to me and thinks that I am only complaining. I just want someone to know that, I'm not right at lots of the times, but at least this time, I don't think I'm entirely wrong.
Say sorry when you have to... I mean it. I will be waiting for it until I'm fed up, which is very soon.

I really hope that this cloud of moodiness would just disperse by itself...
Suck it up, and the last thing I need is..... confrontation.




This song brought me to tears and back from abyss.