To accept the fact that i am handling my family now is sometimes make me down. To be a child, a sister, a daughter, a student, the one who handle everything for your family; buying groceries, pay all the bills, so on and sort of, seriously are not easy. I repeat, it is not easy.
Aku ingat lagi pagi tu, mak kejut kata ayah macam dah lain je, in fact i know that she trying to tell me that my father is gone. My father is gone. Your father is gone. Can you imagine life without the one who always there behind you? Can you feel how to handle everything without someone whose inspire you soooo much to be strong in your life.
My heart broken into pieces.
