Another day, another chance, another batch of surprises for me. I'm trying to be positive but it still gets me. So sorry if this entry might come out short again. I just don't want to fill my journal with too much negativity as much as I can.
Anyway, my bank account closed. My fault because I haven't deposited anything there in, I think, 3 months. For someone who doesn't even work to have a stable source of income, I guess it's inevitable that it was closed. The only thing that bothers me until now is that I might hear an earful from my father about this. I don't need any scolding that can affect me negatively, that's why I'm doing the best I can to remove any negative thoughts relating to that from my head. I have to.
But you know what? I realized something while I was doing my nightly ritual earlier. This year, it seems that I've lost things that has my father's involvement in it. The smartphone that I lost was something my father bought. And now, my bank account that closed was something that I requested him to help me with before.
So my question now is... Why?
I think I'll end this entry here. I could continue with the imaginative story I placed on my journal next time. For now, it's time to say good night. đ❤️
ăăăăżăȘăă。
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