So...
LOL.
Anyway, I do work!
I don’t get why not doing work for just one day suddenly makes me a burden??? I’m literally asking for one day.
If it weren’t for my mother, I would’ve left. But then again—this same “mother” gets annoyed just because I didn’t help her with something...
(Just so you know, she used to not let me work when I was on my period. I don’t know what changed... maybe the love she had for me?)
Anyway, I guess it’s a Desi parents thing?
I don’t hate her—I do love her.
Honestly, she’s the only reason I’m still here right now.
I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. I don’t know. Ugh. I hate this.
Whenever I’m hurt like this, I don’t cry in front of God.
Because when His servant cries in front of Him,
He gives respite—
But never neglects.
I feel like I’m just using this app to vent. LOLLL.