I tried to act macho & tough, but a girl is still a girl...i cannot run away from teary eyes, tissues & the non-stop sobbing....
Yeah, that's the weak side of me, which i will not show to public.
I may looked tough on the outside, but deep down inside, i am still, a fragile woman...
Well, yeah...i should start to act macho & in control now, since i just pulled out the last tissue from the box...
Owh, & why am i crying? basically it's a combination of events that happened since last month - office politics, la familia, hubby being away when i need him the most, pregnancy stress, etc... (FYI i am only 6.5 months now, but i seriously wish i can deliver this baby now..it's too much to handle)
On a different note, i need to complete my tasks prior giving birth, so i guess the baby needs to wait, eventually..
But hey, i guess it's ok to cry, aite?? so this will be my therapy of the day...i'll cry like nobody's business, and i'll stop when i think it's the right time to stop.
*another box of tissue is under attack right now*
**& i seriously miss my partner, my hubby rite now..i miss his presence, his warmth, his guidance...**
***another 9 days to go till hubby's back on candyland...i just can't wait!***
signing off.
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