13th of Jan went on smoothly. 9-3pm lecture. 4-5.15pm tuition. 8-10pm lecture. There were some hiccups along the way, but okay…. Alhamdulillah. I take it.
14th of Jan started of real bad. But I didn’t cry. I don’t know if I should be worry about that. Is this a sign of strength? Or am I too numb to feel anything anymore.
It is as if pieces of me have been shattered for far too long that I can’t seem to even remember if that piece ever belonged to me.
“Collect myself? I don’t even know myself anymore.”