Then, I realized that I almost forgotten how my darkest hours felt.
And it's scary to know that I have somewhat forgotten these dark lonely moments felt.
I vowed to myself, years ago, that I will always remember so that I will always know that darkness do exist and that it lurks in all of us.
But I have almost forgotten these storms and how I survived them.
And it makes me sad.
But what makes me even more sad is that, I have no records of these dark moments. So, if I continue to forget these moments, I will have nothing in writing to remind me of these moments.
My blog wasn't created yet when I was going through this periods.
My diary was abandoned during this period.
I didn't like talking or speaking about this period.
So sadly, I will have no records of this period.
A very important period of my life that showed me that I was survivor and at the same time, a victim.
I can only pray that I will never forget these moments ever.