r/adultingphwins

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Finally, last month, na-approve ang permanent residency visa ko to Australia, as an offshore applicant. Ang dami kong napagdaanan bago makuha ang visa na ito, assessments, exams, pag-iipon para sa visa lodging, all the worry, anxiety, my Mom passing away nung 2024, finally, after more than 3 years, andito na.

Walang mapag-lagyan ang saya ko nung nakuha ko ito and lahat ng ito ay dahil kay Lord, hindi ako aabot sa point na ito kung hindi sa generosity, kindness and mercy ni Lord Jesus Christ.

No matter how hard I studied for the exams, how hard I worked in getting all the requirements, all of it will be nothing if not for the Lord.

Never, not once, ko naisip na hindi ako ma-aapprove, I had that much faith in God, in His perfect time, all will be well.

I never thought I would get this far.

I came from poverty. The kind where I couldn’t always afford menstrual pads when I had my period, or a hot meal when I was hungry as a student.

My family never had the means to pay for my education. Growing up, I received ₱50 for baon until I was 17. My mother was deep in debt, while my father struggled with gambling and alcoholism.

When I was 18, I was diagnosed with IBD and needed medical treatment, but my family couldn’t afford it. I was in pain almost every day.

And then I became desperate.

I started working. I used whatever skills I had to make money, whether it was doing graphic design for a local print shop or writing essays for a quick buck. Somehow, by God’s grace, all the hustling started to work.

I was never the smartest student, but I knew that if I studied hard enough, I could give myself a way out of poverty. So I did.

I got a scholarship for university and eventually made it into the Big 4. I graduated with good grades while working and managing my health throughout college.

I had to pay for my own food and rent, while also sending money home to my family. Looking back, I honestly don’t know how I managed to do all of it.

Now, at 24, I find myself feeling sad.

Because I grieve for the younger version of me who had to suffer through things no child should have had to worry about simply because we were poor.

I know that looking forward is the only thing we can do. But sometimes, I still think about how hard it was to be hungry.

To eat spoiled food because there was nothing else left.

To miss class because I couldn’t afford the pamsahe.

To stretch ₱50 to cover lunch, school projects, and other expenses.

To constantly calculate what I could afford and what I had to go without.

Everything I have today is everything the younger me needed back then.

And maybe that’s why I feel both sad and grateful.

Sad for the younger me who had to endure so much.

But grateful that she kept going.

Because now, finally, I can live.

So if right now you’re in any way struggling financially, always know that there is still hope. And things really do get better :)

Hi! I rarely post to any social media apps but I just want to vent this out since in the past few weeks I’ve been feeling a bit lost but happy too!

To cut the story short, I got my first job and I’ve been helping my single mom (we are 9 in the family) pay bills and groceries. At first I was so anxious thinking whether there will still be enough left for me but the universe and God does really provide.

I just want to share that I am just so happy being able to give back to my mom and my siblings even on just treating them out for food.

PS I’m sorry if the post is a bit chaotic I’m kinda new to this but it feels good to be able to vent this out even to strangers (;