You know that when a rubber band is over-stretched, it snaps. That’s exactly what I’m feeling right now. I seriously felt I was some kind of superwoman the past one week, running in and out of the hospital, school, and doing household chores. I mean I’m not blaming anyone or any person; definitely not mom because none of us would expect and want such things to happen. I thought that everything would be much better after her op, but things seem to turn out otherwise. I don’t know what’s wrong, and that idiotic doc refused to explain anything further. Study so much for what when you don’t even know the basic ethics of putting your patient as your priority.
I really feel like I’m a rubber band that is about to snap at any time. Nothing is worst than the emotional stress I’m feeling right now. I wish that people could stop asking me if I’m okay because apparently I am not. I have no idea how to answer them.
With Love.
Rui Min
