I tot i was getting better/improve when telling the story without shed a tear. But couple of days ago shows i'm dead wrong. maybe its their nature dat they like to ask in details, but the thing is i'm not comfortable telling it to ppl i barely knew. Or maybe i was just being emo or touchy dat particular day. i dunno how differ/disturbing i looked when i got back, when my sis asked what's wrong? had a fight? pms? kena marah ngan bos? not a word i say, she just asked again...u missed mom eh? haik pandainye guessin. yeah, it's still the biggest loss i couldn't bear.

Al-Fatihah.