Just a little therapy for being a real me.

I must be honest. Since my dad had passed away, I lost my biggest suppoter in my life. I would say that he was my guardian, my leader, my great motivator, my sword, my soul, everything. Well, I don't forget to say that my mom has the same role as my dad but my mom and I have the "up and down" relationship. :p

My dad died on 14th February 2012. It means, in this year, it is the third year we've been separated (between two different world). Until now, I dont find my confidence. Slowly but sure, my fear destroys my faith, my confidence, my ability to live, to speak, to learn. Where are you, now?

'Til I write this, I feel empty. My brain hasn't any goals to be reached. I live as a zombie. Just eat everything in front of you and continue your life. It is quite sad. I do not even know whom I tell this feeling. Confusing. It is. I just need my self back.

Living as someone who isnt you is like acting someone else. Day by day, you need a rest. For thinking. For breathing. My tears dont show up because, perhaps, I dont have them anymore.

AH
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