Happier when I stopped minding every small things that happened and accepting them. It's not they don't matter, but it's more like I don't need every single small thing to actually affect my life. Yes, did I shock you? I'm letting go of this perfectionist side of me. Slowly, but surely while being okay with it.
Many things I've learnt let go, but among the many, few I'm truly over. How funny it works opposite ways. You get over it but you don't forget. You forget but not over it. Fake front whatever, but mostly it seemed so meaningless to talk about it just to make myself feel better when I know it's going to hurt the other party like a knife through the heart. Not kindness, but just y'know, forget it. It's never anyone's place but yourself to tell you to let it go. Always solely your place, your decision.
Ugh I think what's crucial now is for me to get over my cowardy side and book my dental appointment. Gosh, extraction is scary enough and now surgery? My friends are not helping me by sharing their past experiences. I should have brave it through the period where I did four modular extractions for my braces with additional two wisdom extractions. Why did I not!? I'm really really not feeling good about this wisdom teeth thingy. I really hate dentist lah. *sobs*