In the 2nd grade, all everyone cared about was candy, LEGOs and having playdates, not realizing that you needed green pieces of paper or plastic rectangles to get what you wanted

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This kind of lifestyle never really died out for me until my first year in college. In my head, I still thought that to be attractive to girls, you had to have a lot of money and spoil them. I thought that in order to be academically successful, you needed the best computer, the most expensive education. My parents hammered over and over again into my brain that in order to become successful, you had to be rich. It was all about the money.

https://perfectideals.wordpress.com/2017/02/11/incipience

Dating again post-vaccine has prompted me to ask some important questions about the direction I want my life to go from here

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This interaction made me think about my reasoning behind my decision regarding having kids. I plan to examine these questions in the coming weeks through this blog. Don’t worry, I’m not changing blog formats again, I’m just examining some questions related to getting back out into the “new normal.”

https://loamericorps1819.wordpress.com/2021/06/14/are-you-kidding-or-not

Why do I have to feel like I need to justify myself though?

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When I was a kid, I didn’t ask myself such a question because I’ve always thought it was the thing to do, the purpose of every woman, the reason we find a partner and get married… It’s only when I turned 30 that I realised my mum would have been pregnant for the second time by that age. And I didn’t feel like I was going to be ready myself anytime soon. I heard a lot of comments such as “You’re turning 30 now, the clock is ticking!” but deep down I think I already knew it wasn’t for me. I didn’t know for sure until my little sister fell pregnant, almost 3 years ago. She announced it with pictures and I cried when I realised she was telling me she had a bun in the oven. I cried with joy, the news made my sister and her husband so happy.

https://biggirlbigcity.blog/2020/10/23/do-you-want-kids