Between Skewers, and Life Crisis
Disclaimer: it’s a week before my schedule of my period. Written on July 5, 2025. I am so angry. Foods I made for my neighbors’ BBQ were a big failure. I made the rice too dry, I made the meat too salty. I was so tired cutting meat for an hour and half while nobody was helping me. So while being hungry because I skipped breakfast, I wasn’t being mindful, pouring too little water and too much salt. And I was the first one coming to the BBQ spot, before that I had to carry 3 big bags and one huge bowl full of marinated beef. So heavy, so full. My daughter was the only one helping me opening and closing the door. If I was about to know that there’s no one helping me, I should’ve been limiting myself for being too ambitious. But then, I fail every time. Every time I think I would serve nice things to others, that much of time I will fail. I’m very disappointed in myself. These kinds of things made me thinking that my talent is not something around food, although I always proud of myself fo...
