Then, I pissed off with everything.
I should have bought a flight ticket and fly somewhere far away for Raya. To make it worst, it will be such a long holiday break this time around.
I barely made it to Ramadhan without my Grandmom, and God knows how I'm gonna get through it for Raya.
Raya songs have never annoyed me this much, I have managed to get away from them all the time so far.
I haven't fully open myself up about Grandmom to anyone since she passed away, not even to husband as it makes me feel so fragile.
Maybe talking about it makes it feel so surreal? I don't know.
All I know is that, I really REALLY need to get away from here for Raya.
Back to square one, I'm regressing. Started to think if I'll ever move on :(