{"id":1170,"date":"2018-07-14T02:40:12","date_gmt":"2018-07-14T02:40:12","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-grandpa-32\/"},"modified":"2018-07-14T02:40:12","modified_gmt":"2018-07-14T02:40:12","slug":"dear-grandpa-32","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-grandpa-32\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Grandpa"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Hii, I hope you are well.  I did talk to my lecturer  about how I feel,but it doesn&#8217;t help that much..I don&#8217;t know what to do,grandpa. I can feel myself slowly becoming unmotivated and I really don&#8217;t want to feel like that,I&#8217;m trying so so hard to be optimistic. But omg , it&#8217;s so damn hard. I&#8217;m pretty sure my grades are showing off my attitude towards learning. I know I still want to learn, but I&#8217;m doubting myself a lot when I&#8217;m in school,the subjects I&#8217;m taking,did I choose the right choice? My parents don&#8217;t know anything about it. I guess, I&#8217;m back to square 1, bottling up everything. I want to talk to someone,but I&#8217;m so scared. My parents have expectation of me and I don&#8217;t want to disappoint them ,you know? I feel like I&#8217;m in a stage of life where I&#8217;m figuring my pathway ,my decisions and especially,what do I aspire to be in the future? I don&#8217;t even know my aspirations. Everything is going down hill and I feel so shitty everyday,grandpa. I really want things to get better and I&#8217;m trying so hard to be strong everyday. It&#8217;s so tiring.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hii, I hope you are well. I did talk to my lecturer about how I feel,but it doesn&#8217;t help that much..I don&#8217;t know what to do,grandpa. I can feel myself slowly becoming unmotivated and I really don&#8217;t want to feel like that,I&#8217;m trying so so hard to be optimistic. But omg , it&#8217;s so damn [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1170","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1170","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1170"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1170\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1170"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1170"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1170"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}