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.
Friday, November 16, 2012
Pushed myself to go to this Deepavali open house my colleague invited me to.
Was very unsure at first, but am glad I finally made it.
Bought Ferrero chocs as gifts and saw a couple of familiar faces.
Was amazed how linguistically talented her family is, they switch effortlessly from Chinese-English-Tamil-Malay as if they are ONE language.
But the fact that some of the kids would rather play with their parents' tablet than to go out to play fireworks DISTURBS me.
I think the fireworks got me more excited than most kids.
80s kid...
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