My life started with how my mom raised me and told me to believe that there’s a “prince charming” for every princess like me. That “happily ever after” is real and does exist. But, err...
Now that I am married. I don’t know. All what I have believed in seems to be all nothing but a lie.
Well, it’s not that I am putting all the blame on my mom. This is not about pointing finger who’s at fault. But, you know if only.. if only I had a chance to know what’s real and what’s not. I could have understand better.
Perfect life doesn’t exist. There is no such thing.