Sadness envelops my heartless mind, as if I can't stand it. Because it seem to be losing hope of having more climb out of poverty because of my serious illness.
But i think I have to fight because of my daughter, she's still young and she still needs the care of a mother.
But I was encouraged by the mercy and help of God. My father told me that I needed to see the doctor again, but in my heart I was afraid of the doctor, because I used to have the experience that I was afraid of doctors! Even if they only used what I
could see. Because at the timeI gave birth to my daughter, aya, I had trouble breathing.
I had a hard time giving birth to her, and aftet I gave birth, my daughter went to NICO, and started feeling scared.
So in 5 years I carry my illness that I still have called ANXIETY. this is the reason why, my acid didn't go down which was rising and I had acid reflux which is the cause of difficulty breathing and even my asthma attacks at the same time.
But thank God, have mercy on me. Im still under medication with psychiatrist, and Im feeling pretty ok.
Right now, my preoccupation having my small business which helps me a lot so i dont feel bad.
Thanks God! Thanks to the people who helped me a lot.
