THE RAT RACE
I remember that as a fresh graduate, I was convinced my main priority in life was marriage.
That was the focus.
And I did it.
Then it started, the rat race.
First, marriage.
Then childbirth.
And suddenly, people began to watch my womb.
You have one child and, while you’re still healing, you’re told:
“No, better to finish having all your children while you’re still young.
That way, you secure your place in your husband’s house.”
When the children come, the narrative shifts again.
Why are you talking about making money?
What are you looking for?
Shouldn’t your husband and children be enough?
Aren’t they the most important thing?
Focus on building your family. Lose the baby weight so that you can keep your home.
It goes on.
And on.
It never stops.
One day, you wake up to a painful realisation:
your best years were spent serving other human beings,
and now, in your fifties, you can no longer remember what your own dreams were made of.
This conditioning.
This manipulation.
It happens quietly, inside the mind.
And the hardest work of all is left to the woman:
to recondition her own mind.
Set your boundaries.
Raise your standards.
Reject self-sabotage.
Only then can you be truly free.
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