Love is not about the happy times spent together, it's the tough times that define it. Guess that's what differentiates it from fun!

It's amazing how people change and so do priorities.

Now I realize that I should have loved my mother more than my father.

Why do women always have to give more in the bargain?

This post is random without any chain of thoughts, and so is my mind right now.

Pain, hurt, anger, disgust, regret, betrayal, anxiety, nervousness, insecurity, loneliness....

Then I look at dimpy...love, relief, responsibility, forgiveness...

Need me-time to sort the mess in my head.