Sunday, April 19, 2015

My identity

My identity is what I've had for 26-27 years of my life. What was given to me by my father. And after all these years of cherishing what was given to me with my birth, I'll be made to give it up for a new identity which will belong to my husband. If I'm lucky enough he'll cherish having me in his life and if not, he'll be just another ungrateful chap I'll have. And this time I'll be living the nightmare instead of feeling sorry for another woman.

I see nothing wrong with wishing to achieve something in life while I'm still my dad's daughter and not somebody's wife. I want people to recognize me as a daughter who made her father proud and not a wife who owes her success to her husband. Why? I owe it to my father because he made me what I am today and not my husband. Why should I owe it to my husband? Because he may give me a chance to be something and not bind me. I'll definitely be thankful to him but I'd still like my father to get the credit for all his hard work he put in, for all the sleepless nights my mother had and not my husband.

While I'm with my parents, society would be concerned with what I'm doing with my life if not getting married. Once married, the society won't bother what I did but will be concerned with how my new family is treating me.

Being a girl equals no need for a career. If I'm over 25, working and unmarried, it very easily gives a delusion to the society that I work to support my parents financially and I'm looked up to as poor girl sacrificing her life for the sake of aiding her parents. Sigh!

What am I going to get out of this whole debate!? Satisfaction, that I got an opportunity when I had time. Or regret that I couldn't make things work when I had time.

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