Fell a little ill over the past 2 days and was feeling slightly moody partly because of an incident that happened earlier the week. But writing about the incident has helped me. Made me realised that I shouldn’t be too hard on myself. Thanks all who have left me a comment and encouraged me with your kind words. At first, I deliberated on whether I should share my feelings but decided to go ahead and write about it anyway, because I think that there could be other women out there who have faced or are facing the same situation. I knew the consequences that the decision would bring when we decided that I should take on the expat wife stint, but having to come face-to-face with reality? It sure bites and stings. The only solution? To move on with courage.
I haven’t talked much to the Man lately ever since the incident. He’s been putting in crazy hours at work, usually stressed and tired by the time he comes home. I didn’t want to burden him with my current obsession with finding a job. So I usually just ask him how his day went, chat for a little before drifting off to sleep.
Today, the Man asked what I was going to be doing. Told him that I would go and see a doctor and try to get some meds for an impending flu and sore throat. When I came home from the doctor, I was greeted with this sweet bouquet that he had sent to cheer me up with a note ‘What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger.’ And with that, I embrace my new mantra till another one comes along my way.
I’m so looking forward to the weekend – of resting and spending it with my bunch of friends. There won’t be a lot of crazy drinking done as I’m still under medication but it will be nice meeting up with the gang.
Bon weekend all and hope you have a great time spending it with family and friends! xx