All what I wanna do is just crying, now. Remembering how I am not useful (still not) for some people. Remembering that I am not wanted (still not) by ones whom I do want to be with. Silly, hurt, again that sucks emotional feeling come deeply through my mind, my precious soul.
I can’t be really focus on my life, can’t stand on this burden condition but I do still believe that after this, Allah must have prepared me something and someone much more precious which, who, and that can make me feel I am needed, indeed!