Mom,
what should I do next?
This morning I actually wanted to hug you, say "I'm very scared" in a trembling voice, just to show how scared I was.
But I could only sigh heavily. And you hear that. You told me not to worry and leave everything to Him.
Too often I cry over many things every day. Leave for work and work with fear and doubt. I doubt myself.
Am I really not able to work?
Who would want to hire someone like me out there?
What job really suits me?
Again, you find your daughter having problems with her work. Again, your middle child is disappointing you.
[sigh]
Can I make you happy, Mom?
Because on your birthday, I say "Mom, I'm scared" instead of "Happy birthday, Mom"
Actually, I want to ... give up
Mom, happy birthday. Sorry, I did disappoint you. But you didn't give up on me. Thank you for trusting your poor daughter.
I'm sorry that there's nothing I can give you today, February 6th. I can't even say "I'll make you happy someday" out loud. Because I'm still afraid of tomorrow, and what kind of mistakes would I do.
Mom, I love you.
I am sorry.
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