Tag: Eldestdaughther

  • What is it takes to be a daughther of a middle class family?

    Navigating life as a daughter of a middle-class family in the Far East, where stable incomes are elusive, and with four siblings, each eager to broaden their horizons and make a meaningful impact, has proven to be a far more challenging journey than I could have anticipated. Adulting, a term I never thought would encompass such complexities, has forced me to confront the stark realities of financial instability.

    In those days, as I yearned to start earning and contribute to my family’s well-being, some elders dismissed my aspirations with laughter, insisting that life is not as straightforward as I believed. Initially, I felt annoyance and anger, vowing to prove them wrong. However, reality unfolded differently, and I learned the hard way that the wisdom of elders, derived from life experiences, is invaluable. Perhaps I should have heeded their warnings and savored my teenagehood more.

    Despite the challenges, my determination to move forward and face the world head-on persisted. As the eldest child, unexpectedly shouldering responsibilities akin to a second mother, I found myself in a role I had not anticipated. While I acknowledge that complaining is futile, understanding that I am entrusted with this role for a higher purpose keeps me focused.

    Observing friends who effortlessly achieve success and prosper in life leaves me both amazed and bewildered. I marvel at those who seemingly do nothing and yet lead comfortable lives with the support of their parents or siblings. It remains a mystery to me how they navigate life with such ease while I toil daily, not only to overcome hurdles but also to manage the debt incurred in pursuit of my education.

    This surreal life, uncharted and unanticipated, has failed to come with a warning. Nevertheless, the challenges I face and the experiences I endure are shaping me into a better human being. Each trial, each hardship, is a precious gem contributing to my unique journey and making me distinctly different.

  • A parrot in a cage

    Have you ever felt the paradox of being free to fly on your own while being bound within certain constraints? It may sound absurd, but I’ve been there. Despite being aware that I could be anything I wanted and had the right to make my own decisions, I often felt confined to a small, protected zone. It was akin to being a parrot in a cage (if you catch my drift)– a situation where every step and action seemed to be scrutinized from an observer’s perspective rather than that of a fellow individual.

    In this stifling environment, unable to grow or move forward, overwhelmed by the circumstances around me. I won’t lie; I fell into depression, experiencing the worst nightmare of my life. That’s when I realized I needed to break free.

    It takes a lot of courage to come to terms with the fact that I matter before anyone else, especially considering the responsibility I had in supporting my family with the little resources I had. Nevertheless, I decided to bite the bullet and free myself, albeit with skepticism. The journey out of that situation was challenging, requiring me to shield myself from various obstacles.

    It has taken almost a year for me to recover from the ordeal, and I am still on the path of self-discovery. It has been a recent rollercoaster ride with many demands on my service, thanks to being the eldest child in a middle-class family. Anyway, I am happy, though not entirely satisfied. Wish me luck in achieving a contented life. Peace!

  • The perk of being the eldest child.

    Daily writing prompt
    When was the first time you really felt like a grown up (if ever)?

    The perk of being the eldest child in the family is that we tend to take on responsibilities earlier than others of the same age. Speaking from my life experiences, I can say that I was given the role of a big sister since the fourth grade. At times, I felt that I didn’t really enjoy my childhood like others did. I was expected to be a responsible sister to my younger siblings.

    Fast forward to my early adulthood, the first time I realized that I was entering the realm of adulthood was when I was 15 years old. I felt that my friends of my age were somewhat immature, and it seemed like I didn’t quite belong with them. Our choices and tastes were entirely different, and I found myself more in tune with my older friends. That’s when I truly felt like a grown-up.

  • The irreplaceable family bond!

    Daily writing prompt
    What’s the best piece of advice you’ve ever received?

    Over the years, I have received countless immeasurable pieces of advice from well-wishers, family, friends, teachers, and even small children around me. All of these have played a role in shaping who I am today, and for that, I am truly grateful. Recently, I received a piece of advice from my mom, that I quote, “No matter how reserved or seemingly unhelpful your parents may appear, or how irritating and immature your younger siblings can be, it’s important to remember that they are always your parents and siblings. The purpose that each of us has been given in life is not merely for show. There will come a day when you may regret not being kind to them, but dwelling on those regrets will be as futile as crying over spilled milk. Therefore, it is advisable to forgive and forget, guiding one another toward the right path so that we can all progress together.”

    It often appears deceptively simple and at times illogical; however, upon careful contemplation, I have come to realize that I have not maintained a strong connection with my family. Conversely, they may struggle to comprehend my perspective. There exist countless excuses and reasons for my failure to fulfill the roles of a loving daughter and elder sister. The notion of thriving in solitude has entirely disappeared from my vocabulary, as today, the sense of ‘we’ dominates my thoughts. I am eternally grateful to my mother for imparting the best piece of advice to me.”