First Post of 2018

First Post of 2018!
This shows how much I blog nowadays. Instead, most of my life is documentated on Instagram and Facebook with lots of pictures of my baby girl, selfies, random food that I cooked.

3 months into 2018 and I am, honestly, tired. Perhaps tired of all the drama around me, tired of listening to crappy excuses given to me by others for their silly mistakes or ideas, tired of pretending I am OK with my subordinates tardiness at work. With age, I have learnt to filter out things and be more 'ignorance' of dramas that doesn't involve me directly.

Fleets of memories of him did plague me. But I guess that is part of my life-story and it is him that made me who I am today, leading the current life I have. It will always be a reminder to me to never let myself be manipulated in a relationship and to stand firm to my own principles of life.

Recently one of my best friend has been made redundant and it is sad to know that such concerns happens at our age. When my parents were at my age, being retrenched was the last thing on their minds. Now, in this modern era, we are currently treading on this thin ice to ensure we stay relevant on our jobs and fight along side fast advancing technology.

In few months, I am turning 35. I believe, or rather, I hope it would be the middle of my life span. These 35 years of my life has been quite full of ups and down, more downs from the moment I reached my 20s. However, in a sense, I can't believe that I have survived 35 years of craziness in this world. There has been times that I was suicidal, probably even suffering from depression (just that I didn't get myself  diagnosed), emotionally raw and upset with my life choices, resulting in many unwanted experiences. But I am glad that I moved on from those days to becoming who I am now.
Let's see what the next 35 years will bring, who knows maybe I won't survive another 35 years due to some illness and/or unfortunate circumstances. Only God knows how long more He will put me on this realm... *grins*

Last Post of 2017

As another year comes to a close, I am thankfully grateful for another year of pretty much mundane and stable life. After going through much instability, mental stress, emotional roller coaster rides in my life, I rather have a mundane otherwise boring year. I don't hope for any highs, joys, blessings or even random drops of miracles. I am happy to just to pass one day peacefully at a time.

Occasionally, I am still reminded of my painful past, heartbreaks by a certain person and had dreams of what I would to say to him even if one day he apologizes. Guess I would bring these hurts to my grave. I probably would never be able to fully forgive him for everything he put me through and false hopes he gave. But yet, I am thankful that we parted, otherwise, I would never be able to have a simple and stable relationship/marriage with my husband. That is something he would never ever be able to give me due to his own insecurities as well as lack of maturity to understand the meaning of being in a marriage.

May 2018 bring about the same simplicity and another words, boring, life for me. Maybe just hope for a bit more salary and less job responsibilities. *LOL* Shall dream on with that though...

爱的越多，伤的越深

The more effort and time you devote into a relationship, the more hurt you would feel.
The deeper you fall in love, the greater pain you be in.
The greater the sacrifice made, the more disappointed you would be.

Sometimes it is better you just walk away once and for all, ending all the false hopes as well as dreams for a brighter future.

Some relationships are not worth your tears anymore.

Some guys are not worth your effort and time.

我以为 相爱的一辈子会很长, 长到了藏得下所有快乐悲伤 当回忆变成了画框才发现你已经不在身旁

10th May 2017

If we haven't divorced and end the relationship, I would have been with him for 17 years. It would have been a 爱情长跑. It would probably been my fairytale ending... *pui!*

Fairytale ending? My foot! I would probably be a marriage fearful of him and constantly being penalised for my mistake of almost choosing another guy over him. I would living in a marriage whereby his ego would be doubled or even tripled over the years. I would also be in a sex-less marriage, constantly being verbally abused for being 'dirty' and unworthy of him, blamed for his erectile dysfunction.

On 10th May 2017, the current me today is happily married with a fur-kid. Enjoying my full-fledged pride as myself, no longer suppressed. I also need not constantly feel as if I am threading on thin ice to voice out my displeasure or opinions. I need not hide my whereabouts or whom I choose to meet while my husband is busy with his own things or at work. I may not be where I wished to be: career wise or have my dreams of being a mother of 2 kids by 34-years of age fulfilled, but I am contented with my current life. My husband may not be as rich as I hope him to be, but my life isn't lacking from comfortability. I earn my own money enough to spend and save.

In summary, I am good. What a difference 5 years can do a person.

不知不觉以经过五年了

5 years has past. Hope you have been well. Hope you have found your own happiness and comfort. I believed you have probably moved on and probably even forgotten my existence. As much as I have move on in lift without you quite happily and comfortably, I still can't forgive nor forget the hurt as well as disappointment that you caused me. You gave me hope, you destroyed my own self-esteem for nothing. You made empty promises and vows only to break it.
I doubt I would be able to forgive you anyway, and moreover, you have never once apologized sincerely nor address the hurt that you have put me through. Menial monetary compensation was all you could do to appease me as a form of apology. Really f*** you!
Yes, I am still very much looking forward karma to catch up with you on my behalf and I am hopeful that I would get to watch you suffer, perhaps then I could and would bring myself to forgive you. I may be a Christian but that doesn't mean I can forgive you for your broken promises and vows, how much emotional abuse you put me through, all your bad gossips sessions with your mum behind my back is unknown and lastly, your final words of 'I don't love you anymore'.
Resolution will not be easy if one day you decide to settle or apologise. By the way, as much I wish for proper closure, I know you wouldn't be man enough or humble enough to do that. Your ego is too big to do such a thing 'cause, you always think you are right no matter what.

Pride VS Love

I have learnt to always choose pride over love. Love can betray you but your pride will always guard you.
I won't never allow another man to tear down my pride ever again. If he really treasure and cherish me, I has to give in to my pride and not attempt to over-rule mine.
Of course, I would also be mindful of his ego and pride as a man. I wouldn't bash him up un-necessarily in front of his family and friends. I shall leave any unhappiness to be settled when in private.

In my last failed marriage and relationship, especially towards the final few years, I had to lower myself as well as my pride to accommodate to his growing ego. I had to be submissive to his needs, wants and demands. That was the power of my love for him.

Currently, I am in a marriage with a guy who loves me more than I do love him. So I am cautious not to make the same mistake as I did to be submissive and allow him to rule over me, neither will I be overbearing towards him. So far, it is working out well and hopefully, it would last.

I Survived

Yesterday, I heard the news one of the ladies who came to confide in me for probable divorce is undergoing the process as the husband mentioned it. She was crushed and at lost. She mentioned that isn't as strong as she thought that she would be when the actual event happened. Honestly, I doubt anyone would be fully prepared for a divorce no matter how many premonitions one had or thoughts of being ready for the news.
I was brought back to years ago when I faced the same matter myself. The final straw, the final decision to agree to a divorce when he mentioned it and face the truth that the marriage had failed. I too, had many mental preparations that the marriage will end up in a divorce someday and how I had told myself to be strong when it happens. However, when faced with the real thing, I was angry, upset, bitter, sad and depressed. I asked myself how the world would view me, how the people around me will judge me as a divorcee, how my relatives would mock or belittle me for the predicament and what was the next course of actions I should take to 'hide' myself from the world. I remember, that I was due for night shift the following day and ended up taking leave from work for a day to stabilize my emotions.
I had many thoughts blaming myself, my ex-husband, my ex-husband's mother including the following:
- wasn't I good enough as a wife
- how could he be so heartless after 12 years of being together
- how could he betray the wedding vows we made
- how could his mum allowed such a thing to be said
- what was I going to be do now
- how do I carry on with life suddenly without a partner
- how can I face my own family, relatives, friends and colleagues as a divorcee
- where can I hide my face now
- what is the next course of action I should take
- what if he change his mind
- why has my efforts to salvage the marriage all gone to waste
There was one thing I was sure though, I was sure that I wasn't going to forgive him and return to the broken marriage, I was determined to start a life afresh without being constantly berated as well as emotionally brought down by him. I knew that I had to act strong and put a wall between me and others, especially those not close to me, to mask my own broken heart and mind. I knew that I could not let my parents worry too much of me or feel my pain.

Sure, I did contemplate the possibility of suicide, but somehow, being a Christian, I knew that it would be a big sin to commit suicide. It would also be a huge blow to my parents. What if the suicide had failed, I would putting my life in a worse state? Even if I succeed, I would be proving my ex-husband 'right' by his presumption that I would die without him in my life and that I can't live without him. So the option of suicide was out.

One month after the separation, I took a flight out of town to find myself and recollect my thoughts.

I came back from my trip all ready to fight for myself and settle the divorce head-on. I told myself that I had to do this final step for myself, for my own sanity as well as my own future. My ex-husband wasn't good for me.

The next few months leading up to the final papers being served to legalize the divorce was no doubt painful, tiring mentally, emotionally draining and I found myself always crying behind closed doors in my own room, sometimes, I would hide inside my cupboard, the darkness, to cry until my throat were burning dry.

Although, now I am remarried to someone much better than my ex-husband, that doesn't mean I don't remember the pain and sadness that I went through previously, neither does it mean that I am not haunted by my past failed marriage. It is a scar that I is deeply etched in my memories and heart. No one is and will be absolutely immune to a divorce unless the marriage wasn't build on love.

I hope the one day my blog would be able to help those undergoing divorce or divorcees, who are finding the strength to carry on living their life to feel that they were not alone in suffering the wounds of divorce.