Becoming a wife and mother has completely transformed my life and shaped my identity in ways I never imagined. The love, joy, and fulfillment that accompany these roles. Amidst the beauty and immense responsibilities, I find myself yearning for the person I used to be—a sense of loss and emptiness. I've come to realize that rediscovering myself is a necessary and empowering journey. It's not about abandoning my current roles but about honouring who I am at my core. Nurturing my mental health and embracing self-discovery allow me to be the best version of myself for my family and, most importantly, for me.

why did I move around alot? Why was I so persistent to do things by myself? Why would I turn down help when circumstances would be so tough for me to manage by myself? Was it because I was too proud? Or was it because I didn’t want to burden a friend or loved one?