My first attempt was in 2007. Then a second one in 2014. I sought My Creator. I sought doctors. I bonded with family and friends. I made my son as my strength. I didn't intend to 'leave' -- I was just desperate to shut down and escape for a minute. Today I don't have those thoughts as much as I did, but self-harm is another story. Mine is a lifetime battle, and everyone has their own struggles. I'm not usually this blunt. I don't usually write this out. I guess all I wanted t
2018 has been my downfall. It's time I admit it and make peace with this painful fact. I overestimated my capability and it backfired me. I often believed I can do this I can do that when the truth is I can't. Not always. And maybe it's okay, Wani. Maybe it's okay that you can't do certain things. Someone told me that I supress and force back a lot only to break open later. That I talk about my failures much more than I talk about my achievements. That I call myself a loser a
Are things as simple as they seem to be?
Are people really who we think they are? The moment the signs show the opposite,
is the moment we're being tested with the option of thinking good or bad of people. Bersangka baik itu ujian yang berat.
Dan tidak semua orang cukup kuat.
Tahukah anda, dengan tiap pembelian buku-buku Rumah Ripta sepanjang Ramadhan, anda juga membantu Persatuan Orang Pekak Wilayah Persekutuan Labuan yang sedang memerlukan? Kami tak mampu untuk beri segalanya, tapi kami mampu sedikit sebanyak dengan pertolongan pembaca. InsyaAllah.
Dear you. Everybody has different pace and different ways of coping with things including you. You know what you need. You know which support works best for your mental health. Do whatever it takes to survive. Cling on to whoever to stay alive. It's okay. Dear you.
You know you.
Love is like the biggest and the most expensive thing I see in a supermarket but my basket's so small my wallet's empty and long ago I actually did buy it once then it got broken I failed and I don't have another lifetime to save up from zero so I'm just staring at it from this aisle.
Sepanjang siang esok (Sabtu 2 Jun) saya bersama para penulis tempatan yang lain bakal berniaga di Markas Kota Damansara demi sebuah pasar karat / flea market yang diberi nama MEMORI DALAM ALMARI. Jemput datang dan selongkar segala harta karun saya. Kebanyakan barang cuma RM 1-5 tiap satu. Pakaian, perkakas harian, dan pelbagai lagi. Saya juga akan berkongsi sepotong dua puisi kalau-kalau ada yang terasa 'lapar'... :)