Mer’s Blog

I don’t feel like working; i have been entrust to more new task = more mistake and scolding. That made me feel shitty lousy and questioned my own ability.

I feel like running away, back to the small little rented room of my own. There were my paradised. But now, eveything crumbled together in ONE room. A family full of stuff but there is no spare space for us. No store, no study room, no kids room, no private living room. All in a room. No privacy. Breathless…

I don’t have enough rest. My baby doesn’t sleep all the way through the night like others do. As if i am a zombie walking in daylight. And it affect my performance.

I am too busy; so busy till i can’t finished my favourite books in a month. I am losing control of time, of my private space, of my sleep, of my health, of my appetite, of my passion, of my used to be good relations. I am losing my smile and i am not happy at all.

The never beaten lady was unseen for the past few months. Feel like crying all the time. So heady. I am not happy now.