I started to write again. Blogging actually. I'm very bad at writing. Sangat teruk. I don't see myself as a writer. Not even an amateur. Not trying to be down to earth or humble. But I'm sucks.
Last year, on Feb, I wrote my first entry. It was the time I had my heart broken.
Today, I started to write back not because I'm heartbroken. But as someone who broke someone's heart. Do I felt guilty? Hell yeah.
There's a time in your life where you feel at your lowest low. You felt you don't deserve anything good in your life. You felt like you wanted to disappear into thin air. So that no one will find you. I felt that before. I told someone about this. It is wrong to feel like that. It was like I'm not grateful enough of everything I have.
It is unfair to treat ourselves so bad. But I am very good at breaking my own heart. I am very good at crying. He knows it.
There were few people I talked about what I have experienced. Most of them said, accept it and move on.
Someone told me recently, "please write something when you are happy."
I laughed when I read his text. Was it too obvious? I only write when I am sad. Miserable.
I'll leave you with this quote from a good book I read, Goji Bundy br Riduan A. Dullah.
" Pada aku, move on itu bukanlah berlalu pergi meninggalkan mahupun melupakan. Tapi bagaimana untuk terus hidup dengan memori yang ada tanpa ada sedikit pun perasan atau penafian."
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