Menitik air mata bila mula bersuara tentang apa terjadi. Keep on telling myself this is nothing compared to what others has endured. But deep inside i feel so broken and worn off. Sometimes all it takes was a shoulder to lean on. Someone care enough to hear us out. Someone who allow us to share and let us hear our own words. It didnt solve the problem but it surely lifted off some of the burden felt.
It takes open arms to allow us to be honest with our own feelings. To feel what we really feel….