Robots

I don't have a choice in this but sometimes, I really hope my parents can act like one. One that I can rely and support me thru tough times. The consolation is that they give birth to my brother whose such a darling.

Mom just expressed her disappointment when she learnt that I'm not keen on being a doctor. There goes her bank. I'm positive that's exactly what is going thru her mind. She told my brother, "this person over here is not gonna be a doctor anymore, I'll place all my hopes in you, you must be a pilot."

She's trying to mould our lives for us? Has she ever wondered what the both of us really want? I feel as if I'm living for her, not myself. We're just robots under her control. The both of us purely function as safeguards that ensure that the final phase of her life will be as comfortable as how it is now.

If she really love us, she should be happy no matter what we do right? As long as we enjoy our jobs.

When I was younger, my ambitions change according to her ideals. First a psychiatrist, later a plastic surgeon. All require the study of medicine. She thinks I'm that brilliant?

I don't even have the freedom to choose for myself. You know nothing. Stop deciding our lives for us. Not only doctors and lawyers can earn high incomes. Is luxurious life all you care about? What about our happiness? If I am to listen to her, my career, my marriage and my whole life will be my biggest regrets. Because I have never lived for myself before.

I'm following my own heart.