{"id":2945,"date":"2020-08-14T08:44:09","date_gmt":"2020-08-14T08:44:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/zethysuhaidah.com\/?p=2945"},"modified":"2022-09-08T22:49:13","modified_gmt":"2022-09-08T14:49:13","slug":"metamorphosis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zethysuhaidah.com\/?p=2945","title":{"rendered":"Metamorphosis"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>I was teaching Qisya how a caterpillar transitioned into a butterfly which then I realised &#8211; oh wow such a beautiful process. Ultimately what a caterpillar had to undergo was somewhat natural and by means, it knows what&#8217;s going to happen to it. Or does it? I often wonder how a living thing jump from one process to the other so effortlessly. Does transitioning consume time, energy, and emotion? I bet the caterpillar felt all those too. It just hides behind all the leaves munching and sleeping in the hard cocoon. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I too realised that I am going through metamorphosis on my own. After I came back from the UK, I had decisions to make &#8211; independently. Of course there is ayah ibu asyraf and other friends help in putting some sense in my head but there are things that I feel helpless &amp; hopeless. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Adulthood<\/strong> <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Unlike the caterpillar, we human are clueless creatures. At the very least &#8211; this particular human being called Zethy. I thought adulthood was like a process &#8211; instead it hit me like a boogieman. Straight up terrifying and left me peed in my own pants. It was until I realised during my conversation with Mawaddah that as someone who had it easy in her entire life &#8211; (grades, uni admission, friends) facing these problems may seem a bit too complex for me. It is never an easy journey. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Again, it&#8217;s all about tawakkal, my definition of &#8216;Let Go and Let God&#8217;<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Relationship<\/strong>(s)<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Four years with Asyraf. Man.. that is a really long time given that Asyraf had it wayy earlier than I do because he liked me three years prior. We have been the bestfriend &#8211; farted, laugh, giggled, cried, gave that hangry look, gave that kenyang look, or even in mere silence or some stupid-made-up lullaby, together. Regardless it is through online or physical meet ups, but I can swear to God that 95% of our time together as a couple has been virtually. Am I dating Omegle? ahaha. This phase of our partnership has been the hardest because it involves a lot give and take. I realised that this may not be the last of an episode of quarelling about &#8216;selfishness&#8217; and &#8216;dreams&#8217; and &#8216;what I want&#8217; or &#8216;what you want&#8217; or anything in between. I realised being a partner is so much more than just sharing. It&#8217;s about allowing yourself to sacrifice, allowing yourself to be an entity with someone else, allowing that sometime your plans may not be the best for the sake of someone else&#8217;s happiness. It&#8217;s difficult to comprehend for an independent girl like me, nor for Asyraf who is strong-willed and goal-minded. Zethy, if you&#8217;re reading this in the future, remember the sacrifices and make it worth it. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I also had a blast spending time with ibu ayah. Of course that most of the time I had to be in the middle of their arguments, but it&#8217;s okay. It&#8217;s nice that I could be there for them and they being there for me. And the best part is I save moneyyyyy ahaha. I&#8217;ve been away for the longest time from them and it really is a silver lining of this hideous coronavirus. <\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Rahmah is getting engaged today *super exciting* . Me and Lubna just sibuking at the back ehehe. Oh and Lubna has started working! I am super proud of her! I have a FULLY EMPLOYED BESTFRIEND WHOM I CAN PAU! ahahaha. Looking back, it&#8217;s amazing how we&#8217;ve been through so many (mistakes?) in life yet still stick together through out the years. I personally love how unique our friendship has been, oh may Allah bless our bond forever. *mata masuk habuk jap*<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p><strong>Dreams, career, and aspiration. <\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I am definitely recommending a petition to take down LinkedIn. It is freaking stressful to see so many successful people in this world and you&#8217;re just a mere potato. Like come on, LinkedIn is like the Instagram of business-minded people with high-achieving goals and aim to mentor people yada yada. I do somehow feel a strong desire to fit in but then, what do I exactly want to achieve in life? I&#8217;m a super restless human being, I want to do everything, learn anything, and give up nothing. It is simply very hard to answer the question of &#8220;How do you see yourself in 5 years?&#8221;. I can&#8217;t. I completely cannot see myself wearing just a hat. I see myself doing various things, things that I love. Which until now I do not know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I had a thought on becoming a content creator. Eight years ago, this term did not exist. It&#8217;s basically posting something on your social media to engage with your followers. Basically it&#8217;s writing &#8211; on my blog &#8211; with my goofy jokes lol. But I realised I didn&#8217;t have anything to promote. Like what kind of services am I selling? What is the core of my content? It is basically me rambling through life. Should I sell life? Ok Zethy, stop rambling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>I am almost finishing up my masters, I have a few more thousand words to write, and a few more breakdowns to go through. I mean, the term &#8216;pain sweat and tears&#8217; must come from a sleep-deprived student like me. I am at a &#8216;persimpangan&#8217; &#8211; I should&#8217;ve googled what persimpangan mean in English but I can&#8217;t be bothered. I really don&#8217;t know where life will take me. I hope it&#8217;s a five star hotel with no disruption because i&#8217;m super tired of doing something that i have no idea of. Lol.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p>Let&#8217;s see how my update is in a few months time. 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