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I am not a robot

Being a freelance writer and mother at the same time is no joke. If you think being a career woman is hard, you're right. If you think being a full-time mother is hard, you're right again. Sometimes I have to remind myself that I am not a robot. The HWAITING spirit is good but maybe, perhaps, probably I am pushing myself too hard. When I am tired, when my body begs for rest...for s short sit-down, I refuse and tell myself, "Marsha, Hwaiting! Marsha, you can do it. Go go Go! Marsha never say die. No quitting....Go Go Go!" Until now, my battery koyak (goner), my engine also tak boleh pakai (cannot use anymore). Doctor say, "Marsha, slow down. Slow down. Your heart beat is very fast, your blood pressure is borderline liao! How old are you now? Aiyo!!! Get some rest for crissakes! Sit down. Stop rushing. Breathe properly" OK OK OK....now that my engine have to rely on medication to run properly, I listen now. No more rushing around. Time to management that rising stress level of mind with a level head...it's gone ignored for far too long and my body is protesting loud and clear. I have to remind myself time and time again now...Marsha, you're a human being. You're not a robot. Relax. So, if you want to work from home and have come to my blog via my website, please heed my advice...learn from my mistake. Draw the line very clearly. There's you...then there's business. Both are equally important.
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