Sometimes I wonder why treats me in this way. I get a TB, a severe TB, and it is anti every drug, except the five left that can save my life. The life of a TB patient is like hell. You will not have any hurt in you body, but the pain in your soul can get bigger and bigger every single day.
As an international students, I need to stay here for curing it, I couldn't go back home to meet my parents, my family, and I live here alone, have no friend, get nothing to do except from wishing passing by as quickly as possible. Every day seems really long to me. I couldn't find any job. My school work gets stuck right now. I lost my credit card, and I miss my ex so bad. I don't know what to do. I don't know why God gives me this life.
I need friends. I need family. I need my ex... | |
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