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Gloomy Weather

The weather has not been good for the last few days. It’s been raining all day. I hate that kind of weather because it makes me feel gloomy. There’s nothing to hear but just raindrops. It makes me feel alone. This is the time when I get to think of all the problems that I have. Problems that is brought by circumstances, brought by our disposition in life and brought by other people who are pain in the ass. But those problems might not have a large impact on me because that is the reality.
Who doesn’t have all of those problems in life? Who doesn’t have trials in their everyday life? Nobody. Every one of us has our own burdens in life. Every one of us is praying for strength and the capability to overcome all of those. But what affects me the most is when it has something to do with the people I love. I hate to see them suffer. I hate to see them cry. That’s why I share the same feelings with them. I share the same burdens with them. I share the same sufferings with them. Other people say I am already married and I have the family of my own. But for me, when I got married to the man that I love, and had children with him, it doesn’t make me less of a daughter and a sister. Even though I am already married, it doesn’t change the fact that I am still my parent’s only daughter, and an older sister to my only brother. I am not comfortable of sharing family matters to everyone, except for my real best friends. That is why I’m not going to elaborate everything regarding this issue. I just wanna share how I feel. I just want an outlet for the heavy feeling that I have this afternoon.

By the way, the weather today is getting fair… but this feeling is still there. 
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