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Tuesday, September 29, 2009 - 6:22 PM

30 september 2009

a lot of things had happen.. make me totally moodly while on duty... so i have to find my PC, PS to tell them my story... we were in a room. with 3 officer, 2 regulars.. sharing my problem and solve it.. i did cry i admit.. cause the words is too harsh for me.. i cant take it.. my master talk sense to me.. his words is good to me... but halfway i went out , and cry in the toilet ... it was disgrace, i didn't believe myself to do this.. the emotional feeling i cant control... master words have make me become stronger.. evrytime i have problem.. i would have the courage to talk to them.. cause i want to share my problem with them.. let them know how his men feels.. thank you LTA kay tai for being there when i need ya.. the tear just came out like that.. i might move to my grandma house to stay for the time being.. things getting out of hand.. hope my dad wont happen anything... i was in the PC office, master question me.. i did reply.. i told them my stories. how i feel... the words that master say out encourage me.. although a bit of mind fucking.. but after those words i will feel better... i took off today and had already applied my leave for this weekend.. i think i really need time for my parents.. i feel bad... just feel very uneasy.. but at least now i am okays. monday have to book in for chemical defense.. this month october quite pack.. i will treasure this weekend while my shift mate suffer in camp....

it was the most embrassing to cry in camp , infornt of my officer, my platoon sergeant and my friends...

i am DEPRESS, I AM STRESS, ALL THE PRESSURE UNDER ME... !

Posted by Mr Chin
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