i wanted to say that it was the worst day ever.

but i know that it was not, because there had been worse days. worse days like when dad was drunk, like when dad was sick, like when dad died, like when i had to go on working two days without sleep, like when the family was on the edge of falling apart, like when i had no boy to love me, like when i had to work even harder and got paid little, like when i realized how my misery became someone's gossip. today was not so bad afterall. i just need to get some sleep and recover fast.