Hey.
It's been a while.
I accidentally came across this old Wattpad account of mine and it is HILARIOUS to read my old writings here. Though it's quite fun to read them and treat them as my diary. I only wish I wrote more here as I lost my other written diaries back when I was young. I can't believe how much I've changed.
Oh to be young. I kinda miss my old self. I guess being a mom required me to let go of many aspects of my former life. But I love my daughter and I love being a mom. Sometimes, it just sucks and I'm tired of pretending that I don't think so.
I miss the freedom that comes with not having a kid. On top of that, I am a jobless single mom. Though I fully take accountability for what happened, I wish that life is more fair when it comes to co-parenting. On average, men can be as free even when they already have children, while women, especially single moms like myself, often have to sacrifice their bodies, mental well-being, and time to nurture and provide for their beloved child.
Despite all complaints that I previously said, I admit it, it is fulfilling to be a mom. As I always said, motherhood made me realize that my passion is being responsible for someone else's life apart from my own (I always say this at job interviews lol).
Anaya, my daughter, may have been unplanned, but she has become the answer to the questions I've always asked God: Why do certain things happen? How do I do this? What is my purpose? Is there someone destined for me? Interestingly, her name, Anaya, holds the meaning of "God answers," which feels even more meaningful now.
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Confessions
AcakEvery human being has his/her alter ego. Everyone has their secret side. Sometimes that side quarrel with us, sometimes we conquer it. But how could a person win a battle where the opponent is also the person himself/herself?
