Dear Diary, I felt anxious this morning as I woke up. So I listened healing music I like and also guided meditation I like. But also last night I asked my mom to help me to wake up, my mom came to me in bed. And oh my, I said don’t do that to her. I felt bad.
After I finally stepped my first step for today, I said sorry to her. And she cried without voice. She was trying her best to hide her tears so I pretended to not know she’s crying.
Now I need to leave my train seat to go to work. Bye, diary