Tuesday, November 1, 2016

i fuckin hate it.. like, why cant I handle the stress. why do I have to consume those stress-reductor pills every damn time... and while im suffering like that, no one knows and the pressure keeps going on.. like, I wanna cry..

I hate life.. I hate stress... what am I supposed to do with all of these emotions... I wanna die already.. I cant hold it anymore... stupid everything. damn it. damn it. damn it.

okay, I vented and feel better. I should pray now.

Sunday, August 14, 2016

im scared.. like i cant tell mom or someone about it bcs of some reasons.. but im scared

Wednesday, July 13, 2016

dear me at 16 july 2016

Hi dear!

told you you'll be okay? whatever you did the day before, it's the best thing for ya. yay!
and i hope the day before went well. you go, girl!

anyways, I want to tell you that you should keep on making rational decisions for yourself. be brave. but listen to your brain as well. well, no regrets right now.

ah, at the time you read this you must have done the appointment with the psychiatrist, right? or did you finish your driving lessons? whatever you did, you did so so well and I'm proud of you!

promise me you'll get better day after day, okay? aaw, this me writing this is starting to have teary eyes.

don't waste these feelings. I promise I will use it to make you proud, me at 16th july.
I hope that the test at the psychiatrist went well. you know, I know you must be scared at the room to tell the psychiatrist your feelings because you always think your mom could hear it.

but baby boo, it's for your best.

about you feeling useless, and always feel guilty on everything, I hope that things will go well.
ahh, I think we should write this for you step by step. for now, I hope 15 july will go well and you will be safe and arrive healthy at home.

when you read this, you will feel a big big relief. and you know what? IM SO SO PROUD OF YOU.

I cant talk to you because it might be crazy if I talk to my self. but at least, I could write this for you.

from the past you, to the future you.

I know I need to love you more.

please, make the appointment at the psychiatrist that you did useful. mom paid a lot for it, didn't she?

KEEP YOUR SPIRIT UP!!! IM PROUD OF YOU AND I LOVE YOU!
YOU ARE ALIVE AND WILL KEEP BEING SO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

the dear me blog

this blog is dedicated to myself, to write to the future me. i'll write whenever I am stressed, scared, or I'm feeling so so bad.