clean freak.

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hello loves. it felt good to be 26. turning 27 in april next year but the hype continues on proving myself to the world . its quite disappointing im no performer in the realm of arts, a designer by profession, a business owner or something that i dream of.. all i did was graduate admu by 21 and work

you know that feeling when you get older you get some bee jees or like hair raising feel that you are actually alive

and nobody can bring you down

because you only get one life

so might as well be the best version of your self

forgive

grow

learn from your mistakes,

truly appreciate people

most esp God

the Maker of all good things

Someone you can come to

Someone whom gave you enough battles to prove to the world you are not a weakling

So if you get depressed some days

Or if you are living alone like me

Get out and talk to people

I may be out of sales

But my heart for humanity

is not ever cold

thank you everyone

xx sher

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Bullying

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All my life I have been a silent child, up to responsible sensible young adult who can drive at seventeen to a sweet rebel teenager who can stand up and fight for herself

I can handle people throwing shade at me as I know how to fight back and scream in silence but what I cannot most tolerate are the treatment my parents have shown since birth

All they do is complain they spent a million on my studies, a million on my operation, which by the way was so critical looking back I wished God whomever He is took me already

To cut it short, someday I know I can tell with bright fiery eyes and gleam how I was raised in an abusive household. Up to now that I am a working twenty something, I left all my so called friends who have decent parents and travel and have a social life.

My heart burns with hatred but nobody should judge that. Everytime I go home my mom manages to say something unkind, or just last night my dad told me, if my attitude stays the same, then nobody will come near me.

It was hurtful how he delivered it. I was simply listening at my earphones music blasting that I had nonchalantly closed the door. It was barely loud but I guess the crickets were banging that it was apparently audible.

In my heart I have humbled a sense not to cry anymore over nonsense things. But it shookt me that he really is a patriarch old man who cannot modernize his ways, who always treat others better, who cannot accept girls in the family.

I am the first born and only girl

Many times some dear people told me not to be self pity to myself, but other times you simply cannot help it

Being emo, being so hard on yourself to the point your current boss tells you be happy and not be emo

So anyway point is Im growing up

I wish to finally break the curse of the rebellious teenage angst me and live a life of my own alone. Financially capable and knows how the world works.

Thank you for reading.

If ever you do.

Happy October.