{"id":1440,"date":"2013-05-25T05:44:18","date_gmt":"2013-05-25T05:44:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/?p=1440"},"modified":"2013-05-25T05:44:18","modified_gmt":"2013-05-25T05:44:18","slug":"trying-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/?p=1440","title":{"rendered":"Trying"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>For the past few days I was depressed. The blah moments attack again. It was really hard. I don&#8217;t want to meet people but I have to. I try my best to deal with people and so far I made it.<\/p>\n<p>There are days that I just to hide somewhere and just have fun but it seems that I can&#8217;t do it anymore. I am afraid to feel the happiness again because I have a feeling that something bad might happen. oh well, that is how it attacked me.<\/p>\n<p>But I try my best&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I go out to meet friends and to check my business. I have more fun if I am in the spa. My staffs are funny and they let me laugh again. I just love being with them. Then, hubby and I watched movie. We waited Fast and The Furious 6 for so long and happy that finally we watched it.<\/p>\n<p>We also went to J.Co, my hubby&#8217;s fave donut and so I tried it too and hoping that my blood sugar will not go high. We had our walk after we had my donut because I feel guilty after eating one. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n<p>Then I got this message from FB and decided to write in a tissue paper.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/fbcdn-sphotos-c-a.akamaihd.net\/hphotos-ak-prn1\/65626_10201069674924908_1647289324_n.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"576\" height=\"576\" \/><\/p>\n<p>It simply made me feel good.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>For the past few days I was depressed. The blah moments attack again. It was really hard. I don&#8217;t want to meet people but I have to. I try my best to deal with people and so far I made it. There are days that I just to hide somewhere and just have fun but&hellip; <\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[253,7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1440","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-grieving-mom","category-personal"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1440","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1440"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1440\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1441,"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1440\/revisions\/1441"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1440"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1440"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bubblymom.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1440"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}