starting today

6 months had gone by this year. This year, I strike 30. Wouldn't say I have achieved much and well but I ought to be on track. Slow track. 

kaboom!

my train went off the track. again.

yes, again!

facing failure has been quite a norm in my life for the past few years..almost a decade i would phase them. As you age, failure are harder to endure. 

Here I am, facing my worse weakness. BGR failure. Many times I thought and I cried. I blame myself often and I regret.

I endure sleepless nights, days without food and plainly just feeding days with  tears.

Yesterday, I finally seeked medical help. No surprise, I have been prescribed with anti-depressant to cope. 

At 30, I am going back to square one. alone. lonely. abandoned.

Is this my destiny-fate... just yet