Individualistic Rise: Chapter One

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Here is a recap of my childhood, when I was few months old my parents died in a car accident, and I’m their only child.. my parents have been together for so long but they were not prepared to take full responsibility of a tiny soul after all of their losses, and by that I mean.. losing every single member of their small families.

The only member left is my youngest uncle.. and that is how he narrated my childhood. 

My name is Maya,

I’m a 25 year old orphaned woman living with my uncle.. but not really. Although we live in the same apartment, I rarely see him. When I turned 12, he dropped all of his assigned duties that were basically taking care of me for his own sake.. but would we really blame him? 

He did not even graduate college when all of that has happened. I was stapled to him unawarely. I was not part of his plan of life, the one he did not get to enjoy much of.. because of me. In addition to that, no woman has accepted him when he brought up my subject.. it appears that no one wants to be in a relationship in a young age taking care of someone else’s daughter who is one to twelve years old as it is the most difficult phase, especially when almost turning into a teen. 

He was not really open with me about ANYTHING. So, I did not have much knowledge about him, nor my family. He used to always do everything for me silently.. like feeding me, helping me with homework, buying me clothes, and so on.. he just never wants to talk..

And of course 

I could not bare that lifestyle, as I’m a young child who is full of energy and want to talk about their day and their school drama and what they like and what they do not and to practice different hobbies, like arts and crafts and going for bicycle rides, after those joyful laughing moments when children proceed to try to learn how to ride it after falling so many times.. I just wished for days like these.. I wanted to be like any other child.. 

So I genuinely felt like there is a hole in me.. a piece of me was missing that was not fulfilled by a mother, father, brother, sister, cousin, friend, etc. I had no one.. until I met him..

I met Adam when I was 15, we have talked a lot constantly on a daily basis, then we became so close together. He is everything I needed and the joy of my whole life to the point I did not need anyone else.

During those years, we used to..

Help each other’s homework 

Study together 

Go out and have fun together 

Go on car rides together 

Learn how to drive together 

Watch movies together 

Feed each other 

Pour our hearts out to each other 

Be there for each other 

Listen to each other 

Cook for each other

Take care of each other 

Go shopping together 

Buy gifts for each other 

And much much more..

Now that I’m 25.. which is ten years later.. he decided, after he settled down with his job of being a lawyer, to take a step further and propose! And of course, I said yes with no hesitation, because I know for a fact that my uncle would be WAY more happier than me..

We got so excited and started planning our close and far future and he told me that he would not mind if we did not do any huge celebrations, it could be just the two of us.

But before jumping into the celebrations and plans we had to do what every couple is supposed to do before getting married.. which are the medical tests..

And apparently 

I have tested positive in infertility..

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