Don't!

dont!

talk.

about.

me.

behind.

my.

back.

ask.
me.

directly.

instead.

that's.

how.

you.

appreciate.

other.

people.

thank you!

Face it, move on, grow up

And so my father is still fighting with his sarcoma tumor, together with mom he’s still getting treatment from the doctor in his hometown, Wonogiri. My parents have been leaving for almost 2 weeks and I don’t really know how is his condition right now. Mom only said, he’s on treatment.

I don’t know when this is going to end, how to finish, or where I should start doing my parent’s responsibility about the house and my younger siblings. I don’t know. I could only try, and pray.

So this is another fate, come again into my life to have a visit. Not just an ordinary visit, but a strong particular and precise slap on the face. Yeah, fate has come and hit me right on my face. No signal, no warning. Fate just simply come.

Now this fate has taken my life into something I don’t expected before. Sometimes I don’t think I live my own life. The condition, the situation, push me to be somebody else. Someone that has to be stronger, mature, and clearly cut off her 23-years-old ego. Well, yesterday I felt like living on a prison called responsibility. I know I have to, no matter what. I’m the oldest, no choice. Gotta take over my parent’s position so that my family could keep up with the world which wouldn’t have care less about us and keep rotating every single second.

We have to keep up. We just have to.

Nobody says it’s going to be easy. We’re learning something. 

So, then be it.

Fate comes. Face it. Get through it. Move on. And grow up.