Something triggered me to post.
It's going to be a little nasty.
Hotel industry is not as easy as compared to other jobs,
working hours are hell (minimum of 8 hours, and hours may stretch),
and you can't choose, nor leave work on the dot.
Sacrifices have to be made, thus causing us to forgo many things which includes, social life.
None would understand unless you're in this industry to experience it yourself.
I'm thankful for what you've done, and sorry for being absent.
Thank you for you, those words are really comforting.
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Visited her today, it's been so long.
In a coma, sleeping/resting.
Listened her breathe with the help of the machine, makes me feel so upset.
Every breath seemed to be taking up much of her energy.
Please be strong and get well.
I'm tired of waking up before sun rise and reaching home after sun set.
xoxo
i'm busy appreciating than comparing and blaming.
Life really is fragile.
