05.27.14: Virginia and us
Hello, sweets!! 🙂 Happy (almost) weekend! Halloween is literally right around the corner and guess what??? No dressing up for me this year :(( It’s a shame that I can’t have weekends off unless it’s for something really important. No need to fret though cause I have good weekends ahead of me (hint: birthday month).
A few days ago, I was blessed with another challenging situation. It’s not as complicated as the other things that I am dealing with now. I wasn’t planning to react to it but I thought this could also be a perfect opportunity to inspire someone who is going through the same thing. I hope I can make this short so I can move on to my happy post. Haha
“I don’t understand why someone would do this to you. You are always busy here in the apartment, sitting on the couch while watching your shows if not blogging or talking to your family, most days you are at work. Why would someone do this?When you’ve done nothing”. Those were A’s words when I showed him what’s happening, It is very peculiar to have someone cyber bully me when I’ve done nothing but to live my life here. It’s crazy how I am a gazillion miles away from my home country and yet someone finds a way to try and hurt me (but news flash: it’s not working!). We all have our fair share of struggles, and I like mine to be dealt discretely as possible. I think everyone who has seen me before would agree that I look VERY different now,I matured and love life more. No make up, clothes,and shoes can ever make me look the way I am now than the love I have inside of me. Love for my family, partner in life, passion, life -life- life,and my faith. I sometimes think that the people who chooses to hurt others are those who needs love and affection. I pity them because they find happiness in trying to hurt someone and think that it’s okay to find happiness in someone else’s misery. These are just some of the things that I think about my #hater/s. As crazy as it sounds,someone actually took the time to make fun and torment me. All I can think about now is how
I wish that person know s how hard it is for me to wake up each day and know that I won’t be eating breakfast with my Dad..or lunch..or dinner. That most of the time I choose not to eat anything because there is no one to eat with. I wish I can tell that person how I spent years and years of being called names and made fun of for being fat. I wonder if that person knows how it feels like to be bullied…because I do.
Soooo moving on….I still think it’s crazy (…and cute) that I am marrying a man who is so fascinated about Asian food. Whenever I tell him about an Asian restaurant he does not think twice about going to that place. Even if it will take us an hour or so…just like our trip to Fairfax. Continue reading “Fairfax Inn”