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Friday, 15 May 2015

Cry Me A River

Sometimes, there can only be one word, just one, that gathers all the possible clouds over my head, and makes me feel like a bad person, undevoted mother, ungrateful woman, and selfish wife.

Is it really my problem, that I am over sensitive sometimes? Not harsh enough?
Since when my vulnerability gives others the right to judge, control, and scare me?

So much free will to rule, get, and label. It is tiresome.

'Mum, why do you feel tired? You haven't done anything today.'


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