6:00 pm
I envisioned a lovely tiny house with a backyard with kiddie pool and purple trees. I picture myself providing all the love and affection to my kids. I neglect and have been neglected so much so that leaving is the only option to cure my weary fragile heart.
I dreamed of all that and it will Bound to happen in future.
But now I'm stuck, in a household where nobody gives a shit about how I feel because every comment starts with an insult, and every conversation felt like a thorn piercing through my throat, and every trip to the kitchen feels like I'm constantly being summoned back to my own room.
Flower moon my ass. Perhaps today's full moon is meant for me to pour all my bottled emotions. I have never felt better because I know that God knows. He saw and he heard. That's all it matters.
I sat and studied the colours of my nearby plant before locking my hands and asking to stop the pain.
But now I'm stuck, in a household where nobody gives a shit about how I feel because every comment starts with an insult, and every conversation felt like a thorn piercing through my throat, and every trip to the kitchen feels like I'm constantly being summoned back to my own room.
Flower moon my ass. Perhaps today's full moon is meant for me to pour all my bottled emotions. I have never felt better because I know that God knows. He saw and he heard. That's all it matters.
I sat and studied the colours of my nearby plant before locking my hands and asking to stop the pain.
If wishes are bound to come true, I'd wish the same as what my very own mother had proclaimed. That is to wish she was dead.
9:08 pm
I caught a glimpse of the flower moon whilst on the way back from my unusual groceries run. Unusual since I thought I needed a breather from this house.
And my lucky find for today! Stumbled upon these discounted bars at Guardian when I went to purchase an eyeliner.
The bright and livid moon is extremely huge tonight. Can't help but teared a little in the car. Perhaps feeling thankful slightly and better from all the family feud.
And I'm back again, sluggish yet slightly happy with today's discovery. The human mind works in mysterious ways while mine, an exquisite piece of half damaged canvas constantly attempting to repair itself.
Because I know. It is for the better.
