Sometimes, I really need someone who really know what I'm thinking and understands me to comfort me. Happy moments in lives are short. When one already understand what should do and what should not, the other one start to be a nonsense again. Who suffer? Me.
Who understands me and always be there for me? None. I always suffered alone. Who knows during the night when I pray to God, I cried every time when I said 'please continue to guide my family through their life' ?
Nobody knows all these. I cried alone in the night when everyone in the family sleeps soundly. Every time I heard a sound from outside my room, I went out to check if everything is alright.
People don't appreciate what I did for them. Blame me for doing this, doing that. People just don't see what I had done right, they just focus on what you did wrong. They just care for themselves and nothing else.
I really feel damn disappointed. Truly disappointed deep down in my heart.