Gynocentrism?

A new child is born - but only as minuscule parasite.
It then feeds off the mothers life and grows until the mother can no longer contain it.
Does the child have a choice but to be thrown out? No wonder it cries!

The child now grows with her mother, not inside her. She plays in her house and studies, and grows and derives pleasure from everything around her.
Then comes a time when it is no longer possible to contain her in that house.
Does she really have a choice but to move out and make her own house? No wonder she loses her innocence!

The woman now grows and gains experience and absorbs knowledge. She choses a partner and lives out her life in great fulfillment!
Then comes a time when it is no longer possible to sustain herself.
Does she really have a choice but to die?


But... before her time is done, she had loved her husband...

And a new child is born! - but only as a minuscule parasite.

Month #1

Got job, flew here, stayed at uncles house for two weeks, borrowed his car, got apartment.
No bed, no table, no chair, no food, left the rest of my family in a land far far away.
Got frustrated. Got tired. Got lonely. Then relied on her to pull me through.
Got paid, got food, got utensils, got to eat, borrowed sleeping bags, bought quilt, slept cozily with the one person I trust more than myself.
Got driving license, got first real loan ever in my life, bought a car.

Worried a lot that my friends might get jealous and start hating me.
Worried that by the end of all this, I may have no more friends at all.

Then - Took a deep breath.

Looked at her. Smiled.

And got back to work.