What A Relief!

What A Relief!

By Keziah

I kind of like to be alone for a while. When I was living at home with my parents, I longed for an illimitable time, when, I could be alone. I can only imagine it. ENDLESS. Times with no worries. Time with me. An indefinite my alone time.

I pursued this “time” if I could be secluded to myself and on my own. Where I couldn’t be restricted to what I do for myself rather than pleasing everybody of minute decisions that I have or I can independently make, that is without the guidance of my parents.

Q & A

Since your parents have gone to another country, what purpose do you have here?

                I want to be independent and live a life of my own. To try pursuing what I love to do, which is to be alone.

Since you are coping with depression, is it easy to be independent?

Each person has their own illnesses or burden. For me realizing being alone independently living away from my family was tested first. The first month was hard but on the first day of the fifth week, I was fine with the help of therapy and medication.

What is your routine during the day?

I don’t have a set routine during the day. I plan sometimes. And whatever I feel doing that day I take it one at a time so I don’t get overwhelmed. Mostly, I get up to get my puppy out to use the bathroom. Go out to lunch or buy ingredients and cook. Do little art and crafts. Write articles for my blog. And active on social media.

Do you miss your parents?

I do. But what seems to me the problem is being not to be able to get out of my shell when my family is around. It was difficult to break off from them. It was a heavy burden for me because I have been groomed to be with under my parent’s protection. I feel that they can no longer control me because I am of age and I have a spirit longing for principled independence.

My Parents Much Agreed

Now they see what benefit it was for me and for them to be away from them. I hope the future can never retract towards the past. I am doing good, feeling fine and much peace of mind. I must grow somehow, and what better way to start doing that than being independent, happy peaceful with much joy and love that comes from every fiber being of me. I am happy and content I have my mom who is still checking up on me. I have not yet lived my independence to the full. I have no worries other than what is hindering of my capabilities for employment. But that’s another story. Who knows it will turn out the way I prayerfully anticipated in the future with a happy tale to tell!