14 years is quite the measure, more than half our lives together.
This amazing girl has stuck with me through the thick and thin, and now with my dad bod maybe mostly from thin to thick.
No kidding, even after 2 kids and 2 dogs, she still keeps on giving. She's such a catch, and how the heck did I pull that?
Well, she's this foreign girl we met, on the first day at school where everyone was tryna be cool, she said she's sad, and she cried on the public vroom vroom because she missed her home.
I didn't know how to impress her, somehow I supposed I should put on a little pinch of hurt, as I thought I would be kind of funny, but in hindsight it probably reeked of undiagnosed BPD.
So I just went - "you're weak."
Oh boy ain't that a way to say hi - what a freaking big surprise! It was a shock that doubled as a mock, such strong toxic fume bypassing any stranger danger, hitting her nose where it knows no such foul air like nowhere!
She had simply never met anybody like me before, not that it's a good thing for sure.
So as she picked up her jaw from all that appall, she rightfully wanted to show me that she's strong and that I had been wrong.
But ironically, that somehow got her legs weak all week - falling left and right, head over heels trying to fight.
What a mistake. She was straight up trapped for life and then ended up my wife. For goodness' sake, one silly girl's pride turned her into a stupid boy's bride. To put things lightly, that indeed escalated quickly.
14 years later though, she's finally proven me wrong so, she might be meek but never weak, that damn mama bear is crazy strong, and with her I feel safe growing old along.
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Moral of the story is that sometimes bad boys do get good girls, but I had legit dumb luck. I would probably tell my daughter to run far far away from any schmuck!
Zhen Bin Pan
2026
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