On Valentine's day, I went to a concert and got home past midnight. My mother expressed her panicky concern about this incident and reprimanded me about it this morning. I'm a 24 year old woman with no job and lived with my parents for a long time. Ever since I was young, I always see life as an adventure instead of it as a dangerous place, I had high confidence that I'm gonna travel the world by my 20s but it hadn't yet happened and large part of the reason was because of my mother's paranoia that has infected my mind. But I have to live my life and I want to throw myself into what my mother see as the shark's mouth. I am planning to move out sooner or later, and make small steps towards my greater dreams. I want the world but my mother just expect me to move around this very small place of my province. To have a 9-5 job and to go home under their wings. But I want more, I want to go to italy and switzerland, and hawaii and everywhere else! I have an infinite imagination of a beautiful life and it has to happen but the way they get so paranoid when I'm outside, I can't even imagine the distress she'd feel if I decided to separate from them, living on a different city—let alone a different country!
