Sometimes me too trembles in fear...

"Can I just be whoever I wanted to be?"

Because by looking at other, I'm in utter confusion for they seemed to live in bright happiness. Is it a different person I wanted to be, or is it only different person I wanted to be APPEARED as?

Words.

You know how words strengthen up broken hearts, give endless hopes. Even my distressful working place, I withstand and get through after two weeks because of words.

Saram. And mami.

Which mean people and heart.

Good people, with good words, heal the broken hearts. For that I have a lot to thank my beloved friends, teammates, colleagues, seniors and CIs for always supporting and cheering me up. Nothing more precious given by god to me other than them.

After two weeks, it came to my realization that god test me with these hardships just to make me see how precious and how important to appreciate those around me.

Alhamdulillah.

This is why I cannot say I’m having hard times, since these people helped me a lot each time. (: