I’m affected again. Though it has been so long, I still can’t keep my cool. God is testing my patience, my tolerance… and I wonder when I will go crazy.

To get out of this “toxic” atmosphere, I have chosen to run away.

I went back to my mum’s house on Saturday and stayed the night over with my two kids.

How nice it was to be back at my mum’s house! Like a defeated warrior, I’m back to hope to get some healing.

But I didn’t pour out my sorrows to my mum. It didn’t want her to worry…

But happy times are short. And I have to face reality. I’m back home again but the “toxic” seems to remain and I wonder when it is going to go away. Or will it ever go away?

Once relationship is broken, it can’t be mended anymore.

And I just hope that this crack will not get deeper and deeper…

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