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I'm not really okay. I do September 7, 2022 10:08 PM Good evening guys. How are you all? I skipped writing an article here yesterday as I decided to sleep early because of my anxiety. Now I want to rest early again and skip writing again but still manage to type as I remember Rusty. I'm afraid that Rusty will forget me if I didn't write 🤭 I feel so demotivated and discouraged for the same reason of my anxiety over and over again. You know when my parents separated I had no chance to live the life I wanted because I need to be a responsible ate for them. This is not new to you that we also have some issues in my in-laws and a couple of days again my husband's Aunt asking us again when will be living in my in-laws house. We said the same question and the answer of my husband Aunt's really hurt me. Ang lakas lakas pa ng byenan mo. Kaya na nun mag isa. I still manage to be silent while they are talking over the phone because I still respect her but dont push me to the limit as I will speak up. On the other day if you are my friends on Facebook maybe you read my post when I share a post of hampaslupa bodies saying the depression and anxiety has no age , gender and status in life. Maybe they see my father strong enough to live alone but they didn't know the story. As a daughter who is closed my father I witnessed the pain he felt until now. He still starring in nowhere and it feels like thinking so deep. Everytime I saw him that way I'm hurt because even if I love him so much it will not fulfil the presence of my mother. I was really hurt because they didn't understand me. They didn't understand my family. Like what I said three of my husband siblings are living beside my in-laws house and still they have each reason not to take good care of my mother inlaw. Recently I was happy because of the progress in my affliate journey , we started a small polvoron business, my son started schooling and more but those happiness is not enough to fill the sadness in my heart. Earlier I wrote an article in Hive and I was crying so heavy while writing it. Since earlier I feel like I just want to give up but what pulls me back is my son. What if I'm gone. Who's gonna take care of him. And then my strength to fight will gain back. Just a dramatic article tonight. I'm not really okay.

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