I couldn’t breathe for a second. I couldn’t keep on the right pace. The tightness really gave me a few minutes of hell. Fear was in me for that moment. I hate to go through this but it’s not something I can’t choose. After so many years, it still come back to my life. There are a lot of thing I have to take note and I have to keep on repeating to myself so that I will not forget.
I am quite thankful to have people around to take care of me. I know sometimes I behave like a kid and I don’t know how to take care of myself. And sometimes even people around me show care for me but my stubbornness just don’t take it. I really appreciate but sometimes, I just hope people don’t over do their caring because I don’t want to get use to it. Unless you are going to care for me forever which I think the word forever don’t really exist.