Was Skyping Vanessa on a Friday, supposedly productive Friday, and she told me that I looked sad. Made me wonder when was the last time I truly felt a pure sense of joy.
Not now.
Not in Shanghai.
Oh, when I was in the UK, feeling liberated, and independent.
Current State: My heart, my body, both, literally, falling apart.
As seen in Snapchat and my ranting tweets every now and then, I've been down with some sort of allergy or viral infection, causing my lips to have blisters, my gums and jawline to swell and I look absolutely hideous. By hideous, I mean monstrous.
And no, it's not herpes as prescribed by Google.
It's probably due to the fact that I cut my lips by accident, and had seafood soup the next day, and the sole reason that I've been crying almost everyday for a good three months and I haven't been eating properly since God knows when.
And so, following was a total break down of my body, and face (literally) and I think everything is on the red light now.
It's probably too late for me to revert back to my "healthy" lifestyle but I really wish these ugly wounds on my face would disappear soon, tomorrow, or even at this moment, right now. I can't deny that it has affected my confidence and emotions so much.
And I just want all these to be over right now, and I get back to getting work done, get back to feeling useful and secured again.
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