disintegrate

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wallowing in self-pity.. trying to piece the jigsaw..

I’ve been burying myself in teary pilllows ever since last week, and the repercussions of it: a severe throbbing pain at the back of my head. Felt really dizzy at work this morning, tried my best to focus. Lots of things happened lately, it’s just that I managed to get hold of myself. The only time that I can’t control is, when the row with ___ crops up. It happens every so occasionally, especially now. Have not been communicating much, and hence, the distance felt.

Talk about Sensitivity. Has it got to do with the big M word? One that most middle-aged women fear of getting? Or has my attitude changed?
There's a few underlying causes besides last Saturday. Doors slamming, tears flowing, the pretence laughing, always trying to smile but turned out crooked, almost all the time.

I need to repent. Apology seems like an easy task for me. I kept saying “sorry” the word seems to have lost its meaning, or value. I’ve kept a promise to myself, I'll never shed a tear, unless it’s got to do with you-know-who. Coz life without her blessings, is never a blessed one.

As my blog-saying goes.. ilurvemymom. Yeap, I love my mum, but do I really..? The answer is a definite YES.
I'm feeling unhealthy, it's time to give it a listen to the personal doctor. Cut down on my sugar intake. Man! Temptations are really hard to fight.

Thanks Rin for the dedication. I did laugh my head off.