Sunday Poser #122 -Justifying my Decisions

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Sunday Poser #121 – Lifelong Learning

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Sunday Poser #120 – Mr./Dr. Google

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Sunday Poser #118 – Life’s influences

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#Bloganuary 2023 Prompt Day 26 – 31

I’m going to skip Day 23 and 25 and perhaps a few more to finish the prompts.

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#Bloganuary 2023 Prompt Day 19 – 22

Day 19 of Bloganuary asks: What color describes your personality and why?

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#Bloganuary 2023 Prompt Day 15 – 18: Short Answers

Okay, I know I have not been answering these. I have been going through a block of some sort. So I’m going to go through a few of the questions quick-answer-style.

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Sunday Poser #116 – Listen to Parents

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#Bloganuary 2023 Prompt Day 13 and 14

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Sunday Poser #115 – Advice to Younger Self

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#Bloganuary 2023 Prompt Day 10 to 12

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#Bloganuary 2023 Prompt Day 8 and 9

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#Bloganuary 2023 Prompt Day 6 and 7

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Sunday Poser #114 – Criticize or Praise?

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#Bloganuary 2023 Prompt Day 4 and 5

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#Bloganuary 2023 Prompt Day 2 and 3

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Sunday Poser #113 – New Year Goals #Bloganuary Day 1

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#Bloganuary Prompt Day 31: Star Gazing

Day 31

How do you feel when you look at the stars?

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#Bloganuary Prompt Day 25-28: More Quick Responses

Day 25

Write about what makes you feel strong.

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#Bloganuary Prompt Day 24 – Vivid Dream

Day 24

Write about a dream you remember.

I had a very bizarre dream a few nights ago. That’s how bizarre it was. I still remember it despite what people say about us forgetting our dreams the next day.

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#Bloganuary Prompt Day 17 – 20: Short Answers

Day 17

What is a superpower you’d love to have?

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#Bloganuary Prompt Day 16 – Passions

Day 16

What is a cause you’re passionate about and why?

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#Bloganuary Prompt Day 15 – Life Lessons

Day 15

What is a life lesson you feel everyone can benefit from learning?

If there’s anything I’ve learned in my 30 years on Earth is you cannot count on anyone but yourself. This lesson was cemented into my core when I was young when my mom left for the U.S and I was left in China.

She recently revealed to me as we were scanning and digitizing old pictures that she didn’t know I was going to be treated so awful when she left.

I was 7-year-old when she left. She told me she was just going to tour America and that she was going to be back before I know it but she ended up staying and didn’t return until 3 years later, during which I was constantly lectured and punished for being a girl while my male cousins were being spoiled like little princes.

Less than a year after mom left, my aunt, uncle, cousin, and I went shopping in a department store. I was browsing when the ladies around me started screaming, one even fainted. At first I didn’t know what was going on but then one of them shrieked, “your hand.” That’s when I realized blood was spurting from my left hand.

Why I didn’t feel anything? I’m not sure.

Meanwhile, my tiny cousin was standing next to me, in his hand was a bloody cleaver, and my aunt and uncle were nowhere to be found. Who lets their 2-year-olds run around the store? Beats me. And what kind of department puts cleaver display on the lower shelf? Again beats me.

Anyway, it wasn’t long until the adults appeared and my bloody hand was wrapped in cloth and we were walking to the hospital, which, thankfully, was next to the department store. My uncle accompanied me to get my hand stitched while my aunt waited outside as she has a fear of blood.

It was during the stitching when my pain finally registered in my brain. “I’ll get you some ice cream when we’re done here, I promise.” My uncle said when I began sniffing, trying to hold back my tears.

He never fulfilled that promise. The moment we got home that afternoon was the moment they treated like the last few hours never happened. The ice cream never came up again and that’s when I realized, adults lie. They don’t keep their promises.

It was also that moment I promised to get myself whatever I want when I am grown up and have a job because the only person I can only ever trust is myself.