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22.10.2002 Tuesday morning @ 12:18 a.m. *Disappointment* I am sorely disappointed, hurt, angry, dismayed, distressed and in pain. Even my favourite Mogwai track isn't helping me much in cheering up. My family has just underwent a crisis. It has left me traumatic. I suspect, my brother is feeling just as traumatic as I am. My parents are most probably hurt and emotionally distressed. Not only does it produce anguish of the most cruel, but it is also embarrassing and humiliating. I cried as I knelt on my prayer mat, asking Allah to forgive us for our mistakes, to make us better practising Muslims, to give us strength in dealing with His tests. I couldn't take it anymore. I felt really weary. However, it's too personal a family matter for me to pour it out here. I might have been frank and too frank in the past, but now I can only be vague. It is up to you to decipher. |
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