It all started...
Life is a wonderful gift from above
It gives us the power to breathe, a power to see, a power to hear, a power to taste, a power to who we want to be.
Nevertheless, Living life is not easy.
As a kid we were taught that life is a wonderful gift and we only have one shot to live life to the fullest.
Our parents never taught us about the reality of what life really is.
They say once you grow up you need to study, go to school, get a degree and get your dream job. Once you pass those stages next is to build a family of your own, get married and have kids and the cycle goes on and on and on and on..
The idea of how they introduce life was full of positivity, hope and happiness but they did not introduce reality. They did not informed us that those stages are not for everyone. Not everyone has the privilege to have that normal life that they’re saying.
STAGE 1
I started school when i was 5 years old. I was nervous to be around with different children. My mom would always be with me when i was at school. I look at the window and look at my mom’s eye as she waited outside in my first day in school.
Some of my classmates are crying, looking for their parents, wanting to go outside. It was like a jungle.
Some are quiet, some are laughing, some are doing other stuffs and me? I was observing.
In my mind, i’m like “what is this? what is happening?” God gave me a skill of observation. Usually it shouldn’t matter if you were a child, you don’t think that way but my mind was different.
After my first day, i told my mom that she doesn’t need to wait for me anymore. She can just go back once the class is done. My mom was proud, i still remember how she looked when i said that, i even heard how she would tell it to the other parents at school. How she raised a child who is brave and who wants to be alone. Cause unlike others who were used to being with their parents they had troubles not being with them even for a short period of time. Children are emotional.
At a very young age, I was different. My teacher would always call me out for not paying attention. I was talkative, i wasn’t able to focus all the time. I had a lot of friends. I remember i have a classmate who always has this delicious lunch that her mother would pack for her. At a young age, i was envy. I tricked her and asked if she wants to trade her lunch with me. Mine was the average a box of juice and a cupcake. I asked her if she wants to trade because I noticed she haven’t had the same lunch as mine. She happily agreed to trade her lunch with me.
Now as I look back. I am amazed how at a young age i had a mind who is open, a mind that is aware, a mind that observes. As i look back those traits that I had as a child is connected to a mental disorder which is ADHD. Society would tag people with mental illness as if it was a very sick illness but no, it’s how we use it. It is a gift.
