taking stock

hmm, now that i'm finally free, what have i learnt from it all?

1) that i am capable of loving someone.
2) that i am a bitch when i don't see enough of someone, which probably pushes them farther away.
3) that i am capable of forgiving, remembering most of the good memories and not much of the bad ones.
4) that i am resilient.
5) that my core being is a love-able person, and am very worthy of love.
6) be gracious and accept his expressions of love. if he expresses, he expresses. if he doesn't, don't press it.
7) singaporean/malaysian men are equivalents of The Batu (malay word) when it comes to verbal expressions: you'll have to squeeze water out of them before they'll speak. and then it'll be a grouchy one about how you've been squeezing them.


hmm. if you're together with a man who is not good at expressing but found out too late, well. it's a little bit like having a husband who really snores, i suppose. the only way to get over it is to love him.