There are days that weigh so heavy. Days when I can't stop my mind from traveling back to those times. It's too intense to handle, actually. I hope someday it will fade without a trace.
Or at least I survived last nite.
잘했어, Mia.
Since I already back living in Indonesia couple months ago, I finished going back and forth Japan-Indonesia time of my life, now at least something got more stable. I don't have to go to Japan at the end of the month (thats what I did in the last one year), which also there is a conflict on my mind because of this: I do like going to Japan, lol, but leaving the kids is always the hardest part.
Sooo, I really have a lot of photos I wanna dump here, since life is too taihen back then :') And I found some of my files got currupt. So sad.
So be ready! (Also when I am ready lol)
Oh God please show me how to release my anger, my sadness, those things that I still kept.
One day two years ago, I remember I showed up for myself.
I was in my rock bottom at that time. But I showed up.
Now I couldn't be more proud about those days.
Spending my morning with my coffee and my book in this first day of the year.
