|10.11.2024| Happy single day

It used to mean something along the line with Valentines, Christmas etc, until… you are getting older. Many great concepts were actually a result of huge marketing campaign. It is weird to start off this way, but I reckon as an older, one of the best lesson that you could learn is recognizing the “real” pressure. More often that not, people hit up 30s women with a tons of questions on family/ kids; constantly reminded how eggs should be frozen for “your” best interest. If you have not been divorced/ single mom with kids by now, the following questions would be why, why and why. . Rare occasion people sit down, genuinely care what do you think on your body changes, how your feel, what future goals that you may have in life… The idea of you may die alone crash thousand of souls on this planet and people somehow have such a deep need to alarm you constantly that your biological clock is ticking. All of sudden, these independent-well educated while very nurturing, soft heart women become a burden for society (which they do pay income taxes for their earning). . I used to be angry, clumsy to react, frustrated to answer. I used to think people would probably be happier if my pussy is stretched as a single mom rather than being a 30s pathetic single woman in Vietnam. Another year passed by, another year older; another people commented on my eggs, lecture what I should do before 34. These days, I nod along reckon having long legs, being good cook or being smart would not qualify you enough a husband; instead the ability to go where I want, eat what I like or spread out my “frozen eggs budget” to others who are truly thirsty for education. . If life destined for you to be stretched ONLY ONE or (worst) ZERO in life, well, let’s it be. I hope all know that every job requires a license, except being a dad, CHOSE to be stretched wisely.

Happy single day 🤭❤️ (Btw I don’t feel sorry for my language in this post.)