Wednesday, March 4, 2009

my gentle plea

God, give me strength. I can go through this.

It’s tormenting my mind and disturbing my sleep.

I have tried and I am still trying, but to be deprived of it completely, is not something I can even attempt.

I know it’s impossible and forever I’ll have to live with this. This unwanted visitor in my life.

People can be insensitive and I’m not denying the fact that I am what they say I am.

Of course it’s true. Of course reality bites but denial hurts even more. I don’t want the people I love to pretend that it’s okay, to pretend that I am still who I used to be, to pretend that it’s not a big deal. It is. No matter what you say.

I am worried but I don’t know how to help myself. I am torn in between. I need it in order to stay positive, energetic and productive at work. Without it, I know I’ll have that throbbing pain in my head (that’s how I always describe it because that’s how it really feels, it really throbs to the point that I have to put both hands to my head and squeeze it tight!), but God, it’s killing me!

I never thought I’d have to face this because I was always so indifferent about it but now, it’s something I think about when I wake up in the morning, get dressed to work, drive, work on a task, look at the faces of others, sit at home, before I sleep and even when I dream at night. It’s a shadow haunting me, watching every step I make, every bite I take.

I don’t know if I have the strength to do this but God please help me on this one, I need it now more than ever.

I can do this. I will and I can.

2 comments:

Haneesa said...

hmm. apakah. macam bole guess tapi taknak speculate.

tadi saya menalifon anda tiada di tempat.

tapi takpe :)

tc

Triple N said...

hahaha, what's your guess? opps, not here dong! :))