Swimming with dolphins

Some people migrate for a fresh start. Others migrate and carry along their baggage.

It’s like that one toxic relative who loudly announces to the whole clan that they have “cut ties” with your family — complete with the dramatic move to the opposite end of the island just to prove the point. Then they post a photo swimming with dolphins to display emancipation.

But come Hari Raya, they still quietly ask around about your family, then twist whatever updates they hear to fit their own narrative, just so they can justify why they’ve been avoiding you all these years. The more your family progresses, the more they try to dig up dirt… except they only have outdated secondhand info from aeons ago.

After a while, everything they say just sounds like a broken record.

Suddenly they reinvent themselves as the “truth-teller” about a clan they have not lived with in ages. They act like physical distance gives them moral distance.

If cutting ties was supposed to set you free, why are you still doom-scrolling Singapore news? The dolphins find you repulsive now? Maybe use that energy to actually build your life. Age with some dignity. Be a useful citizen in your new community. 🙃

Or you can visit the Uluru, I heard the rock can be meditative. Or go meet Pauline Hanson. 

Unless you choose to stay bitter and vindictive into retirement. That is your business. You are, after all, a grown adult. But honestly, looking at how some rage-bait narratives on Singapore from up North still cling to old grudges, it’s clear that some people carry their baggage everywhere they go.

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