I am a talker. If something bothers me, or frustrates me, or makes me angry, I talk. And the more I talk, the easier it becomes for me. My emotions become more stable. I become more sensible. I become human again.
Right now, I terribly miss my girfriends. Let's just say that I really can't write the whole story here because it is a bit sensitive but to give a bird's eye view, I am in a position that I really don't like. My patience is tested and so is my being Christian. Day in and day out I have to struggle. I have to think of happy thoughts everytime just as so the baby inside my tummy will not imbibe the feelings or emotions that I have now inside me. I don't like to stare at these people because it stirs my emotions again. It all boils down to the fact that we have different personalities and practices. Sadly, I really can't avoid the situation I am in.
This is why I miss my girlfriends. I miss them because I can't tell my entire story here. I miss them because with them, I will get to share my dilemma up to the very last detail. I miss them because I know that as I share my story with them, I'd be laughing my heart out along the way. They'd share it with me, agree with me and give me tips at the end. I miss their company over a cup of coffee or a cup of tea or over dessert. I miss seeing them and I really miss talking to them.
If it is only possible to gather all of them in a snap of a finger, I'd have done sooner...and more frequently...especially now. If only it was possible.
