Mommy had always had a penchant for guy's names starting with J. Maybe it's a fetish (do not google that word until you are 18! Mwahaha) or just a fixation with my first crush. This might be a little heavy but the last J in my life left a big mark and it's something that I have greatly learned from and hopefully become a better person from hereon.
His name was Jerrad and part of the few and the proud of the US Marines. It was a sunny October when I met him for the first time in an out of town trip with my buddies, your uncles and probably is one of your ninongs by now. It was love at first sight and a whirlwind romance ensued the moment we met but here's the clincher - I was living in Manila and he was based in Japan. Being young, in love, and reckless, a long distance relationship started with the man in the uniform.
It was sweet, intense, addicting. He seemed to understand me and me able to read him easily as if we knew each other since we were toddlers. I became a recluse in my room, stayed online 24/7 to chat and Skype with him. Every encounter is a fleeting moment as the time we had was very limited because of the distance and nature of his job. But another catch is that the relationship was a secret with your grandparents because he isn't Chinese. I can't date outside my race. Don't worry, Mommy won't be a prude and let give you the freedom to date any decent boy or girl and race will not be an issue!
My my, all hell broke loose when my parents found out. Drama, fights, and psychological trauma soon became my breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Being rebellious, I fought for him and was willing to let everything go. Yes, bye bye inheritance, bye bye princesshood. It's like you and me against the world, my dears.
I thought he was The One and I had a ring to prove it. But this is something you should always remember - promises are made to be broken.
The fairytale started with once upon a time but alas, it didn't end with happily ever after. Mommy was dumped for the first time in her life, got trashed beyond repair. Can you imaging me not screaming my lungs out and just shutting out the whole world? Horrendous I must admit!
So before giving your precious little hearts to someone, learn to love yourself and Mommy and Daddy, of course. We will never be perfect but like your grandparents, we only want what is the best for you but our ways may not be the bestest.
My battle scars are still healing and jadedness is still there but it has lead to still believe in -
Looks familiar?
Like I always say, have faith in fate!
xx
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