It feels like a fight - against time, against the past, against my emotions to get back up again.
It's what I've been wanting to do again for a long time. Why has it been so difficult to start again and why haven't I been doing it? If you'd been in my shoes, you'd know.
It's still a struggle.
One day at a time. It's something I've been looking forward to now and the thought of it keeps me going.
It still hurts when I think back, but you know, what doesn't kill you...
I feel like I'm a weed. The annoying creepers that they try to keep uprooting but it's relentless and still grows back nevertheless.
Alright this post is just about how I feel starting back again. Hope I didn't offend anyone.
Keeping in mind who has been genuinely supportive of me through my toughest times. Thank you.
And those opportunists, I'm wary of, and I know. Only coming around when they have something to gain. That's reality though. Just don't confuse them as something else.
Pardon me if I'd been blunt.
Love,
Sarah Zainal
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