The Single Mother

She entrusted her life to her special someone...until he finally decides to leave her.

Love is tricky. Feelings are.

She got pregnant at the age of 19 and gave birth at 20.

She hasa son named Marcus and he is the most adorable child in hereyes.

Sheloves him to the bones. She'd do anything for her child..

This is a story about a regular girl, who lives in the Philippines, where people might actually think you are a nobody once you are a single parent. This is a story about me.

He lied about loving me...

We have been together since 2010. I found out I was pregnant on 2012, early September. He started to become distant. It was all unprepared for.

I started to blame myself. He said that he was too afraid of commitment, of having a child, and having to lose his freedom.

I gave birth on the 17th of June, and the first time I ever saw my child's face, I was relieved. I cried. He's lovely. This child will never leave me.

Young and immature, my then boyfrienddecidedto leave usSeptember 2014. Our kid was already more than a year old...and I took all the responsibilities.

The day that I found out I was going to have a baby,I have already accepted the fact that I am already a parent. I already prepared myself for the worst. I know that there is going to be lots of responsibilities.

There were days I did not get enough sleep. There were nights that I have to stay up because the child was crying. I accepted jobs here and there just to make ends meet. It felt like I had to carry the world at my back. It was too much that sometimes, I did not get to eat. I deprived myself from luxurious things: no restaurants, no vacations. I did not have money to buy new clothes. I sometimes get jealous of people who had plenty of food and I did not have anything.

Life was difficult. It was too much for me.

What makes it harder for a parent like me, is the fact that people would judge you because you had a kid at a young age.

Like, where do they even get their judgement from? Do they even know my story? For some, I am considered worthless, useless.

Some people would judge you negatively.

To handle things like these, I tell myself, I AM NOT WORTHLESS. I AM BLESSED.

My son taught me to be responsible.

Currently, I live with my new partner and he loves my son like it's his own. I am also working in a really good company, and I am also going to have another baby. *smiles*

My past is not who I am.

We live in an unfair society.

We are sometimes mistaken for what we are not.

Prove them wrong every now and then...and that's what we have to do.

We are women, and we are powerful enough for anything.

Always remember that.

Lots of love,

Mizzy