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The first time I really let myself fall in love with a woman, I didn't feel butterflies. I never felt nervous.
The moment I was in her arms,
I knew
I was home.

I will love her until the world ends, and then even still after that.
-June Bates
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Two sides of the literary coin: Unveiling the magic behind fiction and the truths of non-fiction.
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"Growing up fast: A memoir of Being the Oldest and taking charge"

Did you ever feel young but at the same time feel like an old person carrying a lot of baggage to the point where you couldn't handle it because it was so heavy, and you couldn't drop it because you had the responsibility to take care of it? Well, I feel that all the time. Hi! I'm Erljette Louise A. Bandiola, and this is my story. Growing up as the eldest is hard, like, really hard. It was never easy. When I was a kid , my parents taught in me the value that I should always be the bigger person, that I should always accept the blame since I'm the oldest, and that I should understand things better. When me and my younger have small fights, I'm the one who is being scolded. A s a child, I was never able to comprehend why I was disciplined even though it was obvious that I had done nothing wrong. Since both of my parents were obligated to work overseas, more specifically on a ship, when I was a small child, I had to take care of not only myself but also my younger brother. I lived with my relatives because my parents were both forced to work abroad to provide a better life. When my mother made the decision to look after us, I finally felt as though I had someone on whom I could rely. During the phase of my life when I am an adolescent, my parents talk to me about the challenges we are having, particularly financial problems.I was always stressed out to the point that I bought my own staff, even for my needs, because I felt like I was a burden. I have always understood things, and because I have too, I should always comprehend . My parents do not know that I sometimes starve myself in order to earn some money; yet, whenever there is something that needs to be purchased or paid for, they say things to me that make me feel bad about it. I have put a lot of pressure on myself to be a good daughter and sister. I put in a lot of work, yet they hardly ever notice it; the only time they pay attention to me is when I do something wrong. Imagine you are still young but you have that urge to become an adult because of the situation. I am in the state right now where I want to move out, my parents would blame me for the poor grades that my younger brother gets, and their words would stab me in the chest like a knife. I typically put on a strong demeanor, but deep down, I'm quite sensitive. I have numerous crying episodes as well as breakdowns. Because I'm the oldest and people expect me to be strong, I don't want other people, especially my parents, to see it because I've built up this persona of myself as being tough and independent; that " It is my obligation, and I can't do anything about it".
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