I've spent almost 7 months proclaiming that I'm grown up, that I have my own job, my own money, my own life but you know what? I don't. In theory, I do have all of that since I graduated I'm working and I'm going out and stuff but try as I might, I can't ignore that leash that's still a round my neck. It may be a little but longer but it's still there and it;s still keeping me from leaping and running around to my delight.

Not that I want to be entirely without care. All I ask is to be given the chance to be truly and honestly free. I don't want more lenient rules under the guise of freedom. I don't want to ask permission, I don't want to be influenced by anyone's opinions, I don't want to be in their shadows anymore.

But I don't know where to start being my own person. And it scares me.

So yes, I still allow myself to be in constraints, I still allow myself to be dictated by others but only because I haven't found my own voice just yet. But I think I am gaining strength, a little every day, because when I talk to those people who truly and utterly matter to me, the people whom I've made plans with, the people whom I can truly say have the same feathers as I, when I talk to them and hear them having the same situation, the more convinced I am that we have to stand up and resist. Be it far from me to be a rebel without a cause, all I'm advocating is that we be given the same chance to grow as everybody else, whether we are unica hijas, eldest children, only children, or just very very special to our parents. We should be ourselves first, then their children. I continue wishing and waiting for the day when all of us gathers our strength to say that we are our own persons.

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