主啊，谢谢你在我迷失时给我方向。谢谢你在我不知要如何上前时给我去路。谢谢你在我没有信心时相信我。这七年来的起起落落你都一直在我的身旁，爱着我，给我那无能比的力量。虽然眼前有很多的未知，我知道只要我握紧你跟你一起面对。。。就够了。
beyond the smiles, the laughter and perhaps idk, the strong and courageous girl you see is this part of me who is sad and discouraged. who tears. I do not know where to start and had tried a few times to blog about this, and then finding myself pressing the "X" button. so i will just share exactly how I feel now... you know, it is not easy. to see myself having ezcema. it is hard. to see new spots infected by it. it is terrible to find out occasionally after waking up from sleep that your own fingers, yes, are the 'killer'. all those times of unknowingly itch being attended by them. The spot of blood. the fact that i no longer can wear short skirts and what not. the fact that the scars are so easily visible. Hideous scars. the fact that it got so terrible that two of my colleagues actually asked if i had a fall. it sure did looked like it and i don't blame them a single bit. adding on is my knees who is generally weak as compared to that as a normal person. the ...
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