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"I have to detached myself from someone, something in this life.. in order to find my inner happiness and freedom"


At last, that's what written in the card. magic card. 
This is how it started: 
When I feel weary and doubtful about something, I shuffle the cards (gift from my sister) whilst thinking about the problem that currently bugging me. I pull out the first card -shuffle- pull out the second card -shuffle- and then pull out the third card. 
The cards content words of wisdom that related to the aforementioned problems. 

Shortly, three cards in my hand. When I opened the first card, BAM! Then I opened the next one, BOOM! And the third one, "Whoossshhh". They're like, slapped me in front of many people that sat in the table that day. I was thinking, my aces fell apart! 

detached
freedom
happy

Geez, those were the scariest cards I've been playing... 
There is a short description in each one of them, but I don't remember the detail. Usually, those three cards are interrelated. Or in my case, I think it refers to something I wrote before on the earlier post. 

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I can't lie to myself that it's 100% true. But I kept my game face mode on.. I was petrified, okay?
So yes, I've some sort of dependency to someone, or maybe something.... 
that I need to get rid of it before I drawn too deep.. But why is it so hard? 

Comments

Soh Hong Wei said…
We all face obstacles in our life, (like how i am facing now)

Hope you can overcome it, and of course be a happier person!

Cheers!
Intan Juliana said…
Thank you..
I hope you can get it all together too :)
Well, cheers to you too! :D

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