The truth is....
I started to feel bored..
Bored with the over-work work...
Bored when I have to do what I don't want to do...
Bored when most of my time was spent to please others...
Bored with all the unfinished work...
The truth is....
I miss my privacy..
I miss my rest-day..
I miss spending my precious time with my family...
I miss my passion of doing things that i like..
I miss my basketball shoes..
I miss my leisure walking during the evening at tasik..
And the truth is...
I am tired pretending to be strong..
I am tired crying alone in my room..
I am tired physically, mentally and perhaps spiritually...
What keep my going are....
HIS rewards to those whom work hard for the sake of HIS blessing..
And the priceless words and motivation from my husband...
BUT....
I am not weak..
I am not a loser..
I am just.. TIRED...
p/s : huhuhuhu.. ini adalah luahan rasa ketika jiwa kacau..
