“Zian, I have a problem.” I muttered to my friend
“You can do that, can’t you? You have the strength and I know you can overcome that ” he told me
I have nothing to do but to keep this problem of mine.
That’s why I have a phobia in sharing my own problem because they don’t care.
They just say, I can overcome my problems because they think I’m strong.
A few minutes into my reflection, I saw a friend of mine approaching me.
“Blessy, I have problem.” My friend uttered
“What is it? I can be your pillow if you wanna cry. You can lean on me.” I muttered as I hugged her tight
“Blessy, my boyfriend left me and my parents are arguing again and they are going to separate.”
I could see in her the sadness, pain and suffering as she uttered those words.
I don’t want to see her crying, I feel like I’m in pain too.
“Don’t you worry, I’m always here. I will never leave you. Just cry until your sadness, pain and suffering will disappear.” I muttered as I let her lean on my shoulder
Until I noticed that she’s sleeping tightly and I laid her down on the couch.
I went to my cousin having coffee in the kitchen and I also brewed a coffee.
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