I have mental illness. Mind clarity is rare, too briefly and often too late. Old friends and acquaintances would look away when they see me. Yup, that unpopular. Of course, I get angry and hurt but deep down, I know I’d do the same too, if I saw 'me'. That’s the icy cold papercut truth. The illness cuts even deeper. I thank you for your readership. Your presence here makes me feel less alone. This blog helps me remember my true worth as a person, and how my own mind threatens it.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
much needed comfort
****At about 6 a.m in Bangkok, view from hotel room****
The moment I came home, I saw sis.
"Did you had fun?"
"Yeah, I tell you all about it later. I"m now too dirty and tired.Need to bathe first."
Rushed up without saying anything else.
After my bath, I couldn't contain it anymore and went downstairs, interrupting my sis's telly watching.
"Jie, I tell you something ah... You promise don't tell anybody ah. It's about my trip..."
After my story, I was very much comforted that my sister shared my horror of the experience.
I couldn't answer her questions,
"Why lar? Were they really drunk? Who organised wan?"
For the first time in 3 days, I wasn't alone in my opinion.
After a few minutes I tucking myself into bed, I knocked my sis's door and took an extra pillow from her room.
Half asleep-ing ly, "I need an extra pillow to hug lar. I too traumatised."
My sis was very sympathetic, "Aiyo, poor thing..."
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1 comment:
hahah so drama...cant wait to hear all bout it! i live on 'sleaze'! whee hee hee!
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