One month passed, is like riding on roller coaster that won't stop and break.
Facing the new environment and peoples around me is like a baby learn to crawl then fall for thousand times just to get to destination.
Is hard to read people mind and I have no place to talk to, to share to. A nurse life is not easy to be understand. The only way to express my feeling is just talk to God and wet my pillow every night. I know that I need to be strong to face the problem, to be independent to handle own challenge. But the reality really hits me down.
In one point of life, I feel like giving up on hope, I can't find the spirit to move on and my life seems to be mess up. That's a process of life, i think. God is working on me, for purpose.
To face it, I tell myself that to learn survival skills to be hardworking in order to success. Sometimes I just wish that there's someone who willing to listen to me and tell me that he understand. No matter he understand or not.
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| Life is colorful but there's still black, white & grey |
