"She cried, "No choice! No choice!" She doesn't know. If she doesn't speak, she is making a choice. If she doesn't try, she can lose her chance forever. I know this, because I was raised the Chinese way: I was taught to desire nothing, to swallow other people's misery, to eat my own bitterness."-- Amy Tan, "The Joy Luck Club"
And now I question so many things when I look at the reflection of my naked body in the mirror. I cover my breasts horrified that it will never see the sun again. For the first time, I feel ashamed of this body. Any attempt at covering it up is fruitless. My thoughts of double happiness starts to wander into the realm of double standard but I catch my tongue. It is better 'to eat my own bitterness' than to say anything at all.
after awhile, even bitter melon starts to taste sweet.