The Longest 9 Months of my Life

           I really didn’t know what to do during those times. Those times that I thought I couldn’t face anyone anymore. Because I knew the way how people think, how people could easily throw words on someone, how they judge others. So it happened, just after I told them that I disappointed them, just like that, no hesitations, they said the most humiliating, degrading, that’s-all-your-fault-and-don’t-tell-me-we-didn’t-warn-you words in my face.

Yes, I knew it was my fault, I didn’t listen. I didn’t think of anything that might happen. But why they couldn’t understand me a little. They knew that’s what I needed. I didn’t need their rants. They’re just made me feel more miserable. But they still didn’t care and didn’t listen. I just then knew that I needed to be strong. Actually I think I’m already strong. Because I knew my motivation was unselfish. Until it came to the time that I was already numb from their frequent insinuating that I am a dimwit that I deserved to be in that situation. I didn’t care anymore, I love my little angel now and I didn’t think of others going to say to me.

And my nine months of suffering from their unloving words suddenly lifted. As my little one came out, I’m so happy. Finally I have someone that would love me too unconditionally. He changed my life in better ways I couldn’t imagine. He made me a better person because right now I understand more that life is not an easy journey, that it will really test you. And for that, I thank God for giving me the longest nine months of my life because I learned a lot from it. Thank God also for giving me a loving family I longed to have since I was still a kid.

Life’s a journey. It has a lot of struggles. Sometimes you’re down for a while yet after you’ve overcome them, you’ll feel stronger. But the most important part is the learning process – how you overcome your problems, what did you do to  face and win over them.