Journal For Midas

Dear Midas,

Let me tell you what worries me the most these days. I always have bad thoughts in my wake. My fear of elevators remain the same. There are times that I’m okay with it. But sometimes being in an elevator is a real struggle, when I’m alone, a monster might appear or hands might strangle me from behind. When there is someone with me, I’m afraid that he might attack me and kill me. When there is a crowd, I feel suffocated like I could die. The moment I escaped the elevator is a huge relief.

A few days ago, while delivering lokcing at the 18 floor, there was a guy smoking at the corridor. I had a hard time walking next to him cause I envisioned that he might attack me, perhaps hurled me down the flat.

Sometimes watching the ground from high levels of my flat is normal. Just a little bit of dizziness cause I’m afraid of high. But, there are times that suddenly I feel like jumping of from the building. When that happened, I quickly walk away from the edge of the building.

I also think that my maladaptive daydreaming is getting worse. Yesterday, while walking to the bakery store I had a sad and melancholy daydreaming. The event seems so real until I feel suffocated and almost break down in tears. This is bullshit Midas. That event is not real. Just something I created. I’m afraid that I might involve in an accident if I’m not focusing in my reality.

Midas, years ago when my dad had issues with antiques stuffs, I always had nightmares. These days, my nights are haunted by nightmares.

I have to go Midas. Thank you for listening.

Journal For Midas

Dear Midas,

These few days my mum keeps on vomiting and she eats very little. Today I made her chicken soup with bee hoon. I hope she could eat more than usual. Yesterday, she requested for a lazy chair. We bought her one with mahjong beads. Unfortunately, she find it too hard on her fragile body. Today I will try to exchange the chair with another model made of plastic straws.

Last Saturday we had a pirate theme birthday party and my mum couldn’t attend it. I really missed her. The strong, cheerful and healthy mama. She loves occasion where she could gather with friends and family but her health condition doesn’t allow her to do so anymore.

Midas, these days I rarely wrote to you but I talk to you all the time. You’re my only confidante.

As for the government teaching position, I will forget it for the time being. Azy got another interview next week. But I didn’t get any email or message from SPP. I better focus on my current life. I miss teaching though I’m afraid of it.

Journal For Midas

Midas,

Last night I had a dream that my mum was healthy and she could walk steadily. We went for shopping and enjoy ourselves so much. Having good food and enjoying each other company. I guess I miss her so much.

Right now Midas, she is losing her weight tremendously. I don’t know how I would live without her.