Its almost 3am in the morning and I am drained.Sumpah pagi nanti masuk kerja mesti mata bengkak/lebam with dark circles beyond your imagination,to have a prada sunnies to cover them will be great.
Dahla ada team lunch.Oh this is just great!
Its just that I don't have a prada sunnies.The YSL sunnies that I have is broken beyond repair months ago.
I cried and cried and cried the whole night. My heart is broken to pieces and I can't believe that things are spinning out of control.
Lets just say that though problem's with MIL is bound to happen,its okay if your man is next to you.
I now realised that my man is vulnerable to his mom emotional blackmail.And at the end of the day, he would do anything to please his mom.
It left me crushed.
On top of that there's the humiliation.The sarcasm.
What?I am not good enough for your son but you can't spit it to my face?
So we talked/screamed/pleaded/cried. At the end i was exhausted.
It goes on and on the entire night.
I can't believe this is happening.
He loves me.He loves me not.