why do i even bother.
seriously.
why do i even bother to even think of home.
after every shift, people looks forward to go home,
have dinner and spend time with their families.
all of it, that is part of me, gone. all gone.
after every 12hrs of work,
i'll be dead tired. but no matter
how dead tired i am. i will try my best
to avoid going home straight from home.
i'm getting tired of staying at home every single day.
theres a reason to it. and people wont understand what
i'm facing unless they're in my shoes.
the feeling of having a happy and peaceful
family, will never come true.
i say it once, and i will say it again.
i HATE my family.
i asked myself, what would jesus do.
