"Suicide is our way of saying to God, "You can't fire me, I quit!"", this is what Bill Maher said on Politically Incorrect, 1995. We all have different dramas in life. God gave us problems and mysteries we need to face and resolve everyday. As what most people say, life is a very long journey, and everything lies on your hand. Its how you deal with it and how you would accept everything that will come to you.

Not all people are the same. They all have different lives and different problems that they are taking everyday. No matter how big or small these problems would be those all depends on how they would carry them. I've been a girl with miseries. Being the eldest, my family especially my parents are all expecting for me when I graduate college. Everything seems to already planned, and every single detail seems to be already written to where they should stay. But you will never know what will happen in every second of your life.

When I reached college, I need to move and live alone in the city for the university is located there. I lived alone and far from my family. I can still remember my Mom who used to tell me, that love will always be my great enemy in reaching my dreams. But she was never wrong. I was in 2nd year college when I fell in love with this guy, who is now meant nothing to me. I was so in love that I was so willing to give up everything and forget everything.

I stopped my studies, moved to a different house; I almost did everything that could kill my future. Eventually, I got pregnant, and like other common stories, this guy doesn't want to marry me. Then I later on realize that he was dating another girl already. Carrying all these shame, I didn't go home, and decided that no matter what happens, I'm going to live on my own and I'm going to raise my kid on my own.

But everything was not easy as what I thought. I cannot continue my studies, because I cannot support my tuition anymore. I was 3 months pregnant, but I almost had nothing to eat. I was walking on the street looking for a job when I finally got one as a cashier in a fast food chain.

Every hour of my day was like a nightmare for me. Weeks passed and I am getting bigger, almost noticeable with my co-workers that I was pregnant. I was so afraid that they would know about it, for I know that I would lose my job. And so this day came. All of those people at work were like criticizing me like a criminal. They cannot understand my real situation was. And so I lost my

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