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Funny how people turn to blogging when one is unhappy or in an emotional turmoil. I havent blogged for such a long time and yet, now, having no where else to turn to. I came back here. I've tried writing on paper, thinking that it might be more private, but my handwriting sux nowadays.
I do miss him even though I refuse to say it. I feel like there's no emotional support when he's not around. Like today when I'm angry with the bunch of guys. I have to hold myself back to that I dont complain to him. But seriously, I feel like I've been taken advantage of when so many things pile up. I volunteer so many things and yet some how the efforts were not recognised and not appreciated. And people are just being people.
I know things are cryptic now. Perhaps later when I come back to read this, I cant remember what I'm talking about either.
Nowadays... I just dont know what is happening and I dont know what to do either.
I do miss him even though I refuse to say it. I feel like there's no emotional support when he's not around. Like today when I'm angry with the bunch of guys. I have to hold myself back to that I dont complain to him. But seriously, I feel like I've been taken advantage of when so many things pile up. I volunteer so many things and yet some how the efforts were not recognised and not appreciated. And people are just being people.
I know things are cryptic now. Perhaps later when I come back to read this, I cant remember what I'm talking about either.
Nowadays... I just dont know what is happening and I dont know what to do either.