*sigh*
I just had a fight with my mum.
It’s about the open hse I plan to do. I asked her if I can do it and she said no. The reason is because…
“nanti mama nk duduk mane?”
”mama nk jln2 buat ape smue tak bebas”
”hana kene cnsider,mama ni bukannye sihat sgt.sakiiit.”
I didn’t ask her to do anything!! Ape kene mengene with her sakit plak?!
And then she told me to just do it at hani’s place because the plan was with hani
Setakat nk ade some close frens kat umah, what’s the big deal?! It’s not like they gonna kacau her. Ok fine. Maybe privacy kurang sket but come on la. Bukannye slalu! Raya je! She said jemput jela dtg. Meaning x pyh wat open hse. X pyh bersiap2 smue. Isn’t it the same?? Nnti they all dtg, same je situasi nyer!
Haih. Tak phm la! Sometimes I just feel that she’s making her sakit sbg alasan. So that I ikut ckp dea. So that I feel guilty. I feel trapped tau. Stucked.
Kenape everything that I do, kene tanye dea dlu? Everything I wat kene dea approve? Mane I pegi kene mintak permission? I’m not a little girl anymore la!! I dah besar.pandaila jage diri. Why must I be someone that she wants me to be? Why can’t I be myself?? Ble pkir balik
I takde niat pn nk lukakan hati dea ke ape. I mean, i know la for a fact that she’s a mum. She worries about everything. But I just wish she learns to let me go on my own. Let me have a life. I know at this moment, she thinks that I don’t need her. She doesn’t matter anymore. Cuz like I said, she always thinks that way nowadays. Sejak dea sakit nih. But it’s not like that. I need her! I need her to support me. I need her to understand. Sometimes I think she’s being selfish. She thinks about herself je rather than anybody else. Tak penah ke dea terpikir how I feel, how my dad feels, and how my brothers feel. We are struggling too mama. We’re trying hard to be strong and support you. U think things are going to be good if u’re not around? It’s gonna be a disaster. Cuz u are the one who holds this family together.
Haih. Gitula citenye. Panjang lebar.
Next Monday my mum masuk hospital. Doing her supposed-to-be-final treatment. Hopefully. And I myself probably dh stat keje. Like really keje. So mesti jiwa kacau nnti. My dad lak takde. Dea pegi
Oh God. Give me strength. Tolong la jadikan treatment process tu berjalan dgn lancar. And help me with my work too. Amin.
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