Struggling here at week 5... Thankfully I'm recovering from my sickness. Whenever I'm sick, I'm constantly being reminded that I'm vulnerable, but I love myself even more because this is the only time I can actually show this part of me. The rest of the time... I'm just pretending to be strong. It's the only time I deserved to be pampered, to lie in bed and do nothing the whole day, to expect people to give in to me, to eat my favourite food. When I'm sick, my brain would wander off to good times... I actually love being sick. I would spend my time reminiscing good o' times like free times during JC where I spent time with my loved ones, when my mother was still not working and would spend time with us in the afternoon or when I would explore new places with my best friend. How precious. Times where I really felt no burden and I could taste what real freedom and happiness is.
Truly tasted Freedom & Happiness at Krabi.
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