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This too shall past..

Caught myself crying everyday. It's not like I'm having a nightmare, it's because I'm tired of this ongoing battle of when it will end, nobody knows.



I'm tired of seeing myself. From all the dark spot covered every parts of my body, down to my bulky tummy that no matter how I tried not to take water or any liquids, it's still big.


(and excuse me, not that big. )


I'm tired of seeing my own reflection when looking at the mirror. The boney sculpture of a living dead is all I see. On top of that, these thick veins that gave me shameful days.




Life for me is really hard. How I wish I can see things the way I've seen it before.

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