I am clearly not the person to give advise. I cannot tell you what to do but I'll tell you what I did. Here's a back story. I had birth my children when I was still young. I was skinny and it made me conscious because I don't look like a mother instead I look like an older sister to my children- and it's not flattering. Teachers, Social workers and Doctors doesn't seemed to trust my own children with me because I look like a kid myself. So I piled on weight. At the same time my divorce was finalized and I was free. I was also started on medication. After a few months I had gained 20 kg and I became overweight. I intended for a little weight gain but not being obese. I look at the mirror and I was devastated. Over the years, in my twenties I battled weight gained and depleting confidence. Then the pandemic came. It was during the fasting month of Ramadhan that I started working out after breaking my fast. I lost only two kilos. Then when the lock down was slowly redu...
I lost my voice.
I can't say what I truly felt.
I hate the curtains.
I hated the bed.
They're free. Provided for us.
But I can't say - I lost my voice.
I lost my voice.
I hated cooking.
I hate making chicken dishes.
It's all about what you want to eat.
I have no choice - I lost my voice.
I want a job.
I want my own money.
I can't be cooped up at home.
I'm desperate to go out.
I lost hope - I lost my voice.
I love my kids.
I love to play with them.
I love reading to them.
But I'm tired too.
Can't grandma help?
There's too much to do.
Where is daddy?
It's just too much - I lost my voice.
Why are my friends quiet?
We haven't been in touch.
Oh, I lost my touch.
I don't wear mini skirts anymore.
And I don't wear make up.
Is that why I'm judge?
And you have friends as such?
I'm lonely - I lost my voice.
~You are never the same person at each stage of your life.
You evolve, like a butterfly...now fly high~
@chirpbirdee
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