Today while driving to work, i was stuck in the jam as always and i realized , i need to start being grateful for the things that i have instead of the things i don’t. I have a loving family that i will never trade for anything else in the world. I have an amazing boyfriend who stuck by me no matter how rough things get and last but not least i have a few close friends who mean the world to me.
I have a bad habit in looking at the things i dont have rather then the things i already have. But i guess its just human nature . I guess so much bad shit happens to me all at once like a Tsunami im still picking up the pieces. Â I realized when you lose something you gain something but then you lose something and the cycle goes on.
I lost my dad in 2010 but in 2011 i found my person, i found someone who can accept me for who i am , someone who makes me happy , someone who suffered the same fate as my dad , but at the same time, people who were my so called  ‘friends’  suddenly realize “hey, i dont like her anymore, lets just not hangout with her and be a bitch ” decided its time to cut things off with me or decided i don’t matter anymore. Sometimes people tend to forget about the things i went through for them, the amount of times i sat down and listened without judging their decisions, the amount of time wasted on them.  I am grateful for the things they have done for me, without them im probably still a mess, they helped me when i needed them but the one thing that they messed up on is, they judged me. Friends don’t judge. Don’t judge me for the mistakes or choices i made. Before even contemplating about how stupid i was , think about the shit you have done.  Then come back and preach to me about how much of a saint you are.  Honestly i can still communicate with those “people” , but inside im just thinking “ahah fuck you” .  I hope you get what you all deserve.
Anyways besides that my landlord is kicking my family out eventhough its basically breaching the contract we signed, but he gave us some dumbass excuse. so big fucking thank you mr landlord, you just made my mom depressed and i will never forget or forgive you for it. Â Work isn’t that great either. I feel somewhat isolated and left out, maybe its me being a difference race from the rest of my colleagues. Im glad im leaving honestly, and i can’t wait to start fresh.
Ah this is what happens when you dont blog for a long time, everything from long time ago comes out.