Dot of Pilu

1. Introductions

I am an ordinary human being who has the desire to be seen and appreciated by others. Want to earn praise, trust, and appreciation for something I've accomplished. Not just being a witness when my friends who managed to get praise for something they did. Yes, this is my life. Wherever I am, I feel empty. I'm angry so often. But, thankfully God reminds me to always be grateful for whatever He gives. Even though it's pilu😊

I don't know, how can I get through all this poignancy. I love the sadness of approaching me. But, why is it always that this overlap is approaching? But I like it only for a while to feel it. But, at least I can still feel like, even if it's temporary.

Have you ever felt this? the unrelenting sorrow I feel? If yes, can we share? If not, try to chat with those of us who feel it.

I know I'm not the only one who suffers in this world, nor is he the one who suffers the most. But, when the pilu approach and no friends are accompanying, will this feel light?

I know every human being has their own problems. But, can I pour this out through writing? Because what? Experience has also taught me not to give too much confidence in my pain to others in the real world.

betrayal of trust I often encounter. But I have also jumped into it many times. Is this also a mistake? if yes, is everything I did wrong?

Lived on? To me it feels like "Nano Nano" candy". Bitter, Acid, Sweet, Spicy, also Salty. This feeling will definitely be felt in different ways. And I don't know how you're going to experience it because only the screenwriter alive knows and understands what we have to feel.

sometimes I like to ask, why do I like this only at the beginning of the meeting? why is it that the longer the grief always comes to me? Tear drops are often shed as I communicate with my creator. Who knows? Yes, it is just me, my Lord, and some inanimate objects that bear witness to my silence, like a pillow that will hold my tears, and the bolster that I would hug so much that I didn't feel I had gone to dreamland.

Ever, not only in the reality of the plight I feel, but until the dream took part in this pilu. tired it feels, but want how else? this is life.the reality of real life.not the virtual world that is pseudo-reality.

now, I thank you guys who stopped by like and left with grief that I never even thought of before. Thank you for this experience and learning. Maybe forgiveness is hard, but trust me I will try to apologize with my heart.

For you, who have stopped and lost. Thank you,,,,,, uh,,,,,