While infants first learned to say mama and papa, I learned how to say responsibility. Ever since I could comprehend, I have acknowledged that the sole purpose I was brought into this world was to please and support my family. I was to be that girl who steps back, and be satisfied with watching the family get by. I was never meant to live my life like I owned it. That was too selfish for me to do. Only that changed when one day I received a news. A close cousin, like an older sister, of mine had passed. She had just given birth and then suddenly she was gone. All my life I was hell bent on planning everything. Become successful, support the family, and everything shall follow. These sacrifices will pay off. Everything will be good karma. But in that instance, I knew I was only kidding myself. Life was too unpredictable. And so filled with guilt, I packed my bags and left. Sans the family, sans the lover, sans the life I was brought into. I decided to take charge .