12/12/2025
Rice isn't the enemy. Balance is the real key.
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Well, to begin with, I am a person who is not contented with where I am and what I have already become. With my young age, I could not agree more that I have been through a lot compared to my friends. I had my ups and downs, courage and fears, and faith and unbelief.
I was a licensed dietitian as early as 19. I had to wait for a year before I could get my license, so I had to look for a job. I loved writing so much that I applied as an online content writer and was hired. My online jobs got bigger and broader. I had been employed as an online dietitian, a virtual assistant, a social media manager, a data encoder, and so on. Then, I got bored with that life – sleeping at 8 o’clock in the morning and waking up late in the afternoon to start working, so I tried to teach myself how to bake. There were orders here and there. My business bloomed in three-month time. While I was juggling my online activities and baking, I needed more so I decided to enroll professional education units. I took the licensure exam and gratefully I passed. I had two licenses in my pocket – as a dietitian and as a teacher. But I felt incomplete. I wanted a “real” job – something that inspires me to wake up in the morning, wearing formal clothes, working on an office table, getting out of the house. Luckily, I got employed shortly before my 20th birthday. I was very eager to look for a job! I thought I was ready! But I was not…
I was then hired as a dietitian who will focus on the newly-established clinical nutrition services at a hospital in the city I am living in. At first, I felt like I was a disaster. I was dumbfounded. I was weak and vulnerable. I was questioned about my capabilities, my learnings, and understanding of what my purpose is. I have cried… a lot. My first year working in the “real” world was happening in real life. I could not make excuses. Many times I wanted to quit, but people encouraged me not to. People saw something in me. I had to prove those people who belittled me that I will not leave. That I had more to give! I worked and worked. I had to face the trials by myself. Years went by, and there are still a few who judges me, but this time, I did not care as long as I know where my feet are standing on and where it did not belong.
A year after, I got bored. I needed something to do to pass the time. So, I opened up a baking supply store as I was a baking addict. After roughly four months, I had to close it. Baking was not yet a booming hobby or business here in Baguio in that period of time. I was frustrated – the money, the time, the effort all went to waste. I continued baking. This time, I was dividing my time to work, baking, and a part-time job as a resource speaker.