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Surely at age 28 my biggest worry should be that I’m almost 30* and my chances of getting married and having kids does not look good, not worrying about my father’s health because if he dies before my mother, my sister and I will carry her financial burden. There is no way we can afford it. Right now I am so drained, so exhausted that I’m too depressed to be stressed about it all. I have never felt so alone in my life.
My bunny girl, Nestle better be around forever. She’s the only one who misses me during the day and gets excited when I get home.

*my birthday is in January so I’m almost 29 right now.

Busy watching the first episode of season 8 of How I met your mother and I just cannot get over how unbelievably similar Barney Stinson and my ex are! I know exactly how Robin feels when she finds out that he erased their entire relationship out of existence. I still can’t believe how much it hurt to be replaced so quickly and then have him ask to help get rid of all the photos of us on Facebook. And our relationship wasn’t even dysfunctional like Barney and Robin’s was. (I’m aware I sound crazy that I’m comparing with fictional characters and events but the writers get it from somewhere right? So it’s got to make me wonder if all guys do this.)

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