Empty streets all around PJ and KL day and night I don't really know how to feel about this. I've said this to my family members before: if asked if I thought putting the whole of Selangor (and KL) under an Enhanced Movement Control Order is a wise thing to do, I wouldn't know how to answer. If asked whether this was the right and only move we can make RIGHT NOW, I don't have the answer either. In fact, my son pointed out that if I were one of the decision-makers, the outcome would probably be the same. All I know is this - as someone who has been following the strict SOPs and done everything within my capacity to ensure adherence to the law, I feel... bitter . I am very sure I am not the only one. View this post on Instagram A post shared by Marsha Maung (@marshamaung) There's nothing more we can do about this because the ball was never really in our court in the first place. Now, with this new lockdown, getting essentials is more of a pr
You know right from the start that some people are hard to deal with. This is a picture I took during one of the toughest periods of my life, hiding in a corner bathroom stall, wondering if I was even a smidgen of what they make me out to be. The good thing is I am out of there and still standing. I am ever so grateful to myself for not succumbing to all those monstrous things swarming through my head at that time. That I still love myself and my family enough. Sometimes, things suck but we have to believe that not everything lasts forever and there is always a way out. You just have to look really hard for it and dig in with all your might. Nothing lasts forever. The picture is through a hole in the window of the stall, overlooking highway traffic. How I longed to get out of there. I wanted the pain to stop so much. Thank God it did stop.