HE knows best.

I know I'd always been sad about my mom leaving me while I'm still very young. But now, after all the shits that happened since she's gone, I'm thankful to Allah for taking her away. HE took her away at the most perfect timing. It's actually a test for the ones who are still alive. If only she was still here, her heart would be broken into pieces. I could already see the tears in her eyes if she was here to listen to what the dickhead said.

I would never want a husband like hers, and yeah, I'm not gonna refer to him as my 'dad' anymore ever again. He doesn't want me, neither do I want him. I can survive without him. I can be happy without him. I can be successful without him. Inshaallah :)

Rasa macam nak luahkan everything here, but it's too personal and exposing everything here is just.....urmm nope.

All I can do is pray for His blessing, for Him to give me strength to go through all this. I've been strong all this while, and I will be strong through out my life.

I can do this. I'll make her proud of me, I'll make my aunt, my siblings proud of me. I wanna be proud of myself. One day when I've the title "Doctor", when I'm happy with my life, when I get everything that I wanted, I'll shove it in your face. At that time, you'll regret every single thing that you've done to me, to us. And at that time, you don't come to me and claim that I'm your daughter. I'm my mom's daughter, not yours.

Yours truly :)