It was a Sunday, around 2 pm when I decided yes, this is it. You know that time in your life when you start to look at things thoroughly and realize that the world you live in no longer fits the person you are now. That day , the sound of my mother's voice when she swore for the millionth time, and when the dry towel touched my skin as she hit me as she always does, it was that moment. I finally came to my senses. Enough.
Nobody has the right to treat me that way, even if she was mother. Nobody has any right to abuse me emotionally and physically. I am human, and despite all my imperfections, I have a right to be happy.
While many would think that I am a scared chick for not immediately leaving even as I am writing this whole thing, I am in the process of taking one bold step taking and saving enough money so that when that amount is met, I will leave for another country. And this is due within the year.
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