dark side

Right now, I should be doing my assignment but oh well Alea always gets herself distracted too easily and procrastinating at her best. So yeah, my works are still pending but posting an update doesn't take hours! Since the MCO, ibu and I are spending a lot of time together especially in the kitchen. We cook, bake, and gossip in the kitchen while preparing a meal. Most of the time she asked me whether I am okay or not right after the incident that hit me pretty bad. She advised me that I need to focus on my life and if I were to meet someone new or someone who wants to get to know me, just welcome that person and who might know that person might be right for me. It's getting even weirder that my dad talked about marriage on my birthday. I know they just want the best for me but honestly speaking, I don't feel ready to get to know someone new and this might take years for me to be myself again. I am not rushing to feel better but it's getting better now that I finally eating regularly, sleeping well, and cry less now. Alhamdulillah.
May is the month where I decided to activate my Instagram back after 5 months of being away. It's good to see some of my friends are doing well now. Some of them are getting married, already married, and having a baby. It excites me a lot to think that wow I've been away for so long and curious about their updates. The reason why I'm being away is that I want to have my personal time alone, spending time reading, cooking, and bonding with my family. Having social media while you are not okay is not a good idea because you will eventually be comparing yourself with others. "Oh, I have done this before!" "Oh look at how happy I was before" "I used to go there too!" and bla bla is not good for self-healing. I'm not the type of person who likes to share everything but it's okay to share once in a while. I like seeing people updating their lives because it makes me happy by seeing them happy and it makes me a little bit sad that I wanted to be happy as well :/ and I think that is my dark side of me which I tend to compare my life with others. By comparing doesn't mean that I want to have what they had and it makes me wonder that I should work hard to achieve what I wished in my life. It's just like a motivation for myself to work harder. I don't think its wrong, isn't it?

I am not bulletproof when it hurts me, it's hurting me. I could not pretend that it didn't hurt at all even I was the one to blame. You can blame me for the thing I did but you can't forbid me from having those feelings. I was not trying to be a victim but I do have feelings too. Every time I had these little flashbacks at the back of my head of what happened, the same feelings and pain again punched the hell off my chest.
As much of a nice person, you think I am, I hold grudges because time never did much healing to me. I barely forgive and forget. If you hurt me, I shall remember and I don't mind if you remember too.
Till then,
Alea.
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