5th

Almost 5 years ago, I built this blog and started writing poetry again when I was going through something, especially when I lost my job… and a friend. It was a mix of frustration, grief, depression, regret, being lost, etc.

Is Living Independently Really Independent?

Under the Sea

When Your Dad Hints on Having Grandchildren

These days, my dad had been kidding ‘bout 2 of my brothers getting married to (1) my friend who’s 6 years younger than me and (2) to my mom’s colleague who’s about the same age with my other brother. 

Assassination Classroom

I’ve watched plenty of anime series ever since I was young. But when adulting happened, I could barely spare a good night sleep for myself. When I lost my job, some would have thought I was lucky because I have my parents to provide for me, I had lots of time to review, to sleep, to do whatever I wanted. But they were all wrong. I couldn’t even read the books on my bookshelf, I had a hard time sleeping and always woke up tired. I couldn’t even eat on time. I was grieving. I was dealing with anxieties and breakdowns. I was a whole mess with a full mask on.

Return the Favor

How come some people only remember you when they needed you, but they can’t even give a response when its necessary?

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