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A son helping out? character development. A daughter helping out? job description!
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You will heal. You will create again. You will wake up genuinely excited about your life. You will laugh again. You will get out of survival mode. You will trust yourself again. You will get your spark back. You will find your way back to yourself. You will. You will. You will.
Sometimes âlocking inâ looks like sitting in the sun and remembering that your life is also meant to be lived, not just optimized, monetized, and turned into proof that youâre worthy.
It hurts hearing him say na,
"Wala namang alam yan kapatid mo. Magaling lang sa eskwelahan at trabaho, pero kulelat sa tunay na buhay."
Pero... wasn't that exactly how you raised me? Bat parang kasalan ko?
You were taught that grades were everything. That awards and achievements were the only things that could made them proud.
They struck your hand every time you tried to help in the kitchen. They get mad every time you spend too much time with friends. They wouldn't let you go with your family trips and gathering, kasi baka maaksidente ka o may mangyari sa'yo. So while everyone else was out learning how to live, you stayed inside with a tutor.
They kept telling you that you weren't built for certain things. Too skinny. Too sickly. Too weak. Hindi ka para sa sports. Hindi ka para sa hobby na 'yan. Hindi mo kaya 'yan kaya wag na lang. After hearing those things for years, syempre you start believing them too, kahit gustong gusto mong gawin.
Tapos ngayon, they're disappointed because you don't know the things they never gave you the chance to learn.
Tapos sasabihin ng iba, "Edi just move out."
As if it's that easy. How do you leave when all your life, you were raised to depend on the very people you're trying to walk away from? Paano ka magiging independent kung buong buhay mo tinuruan kang matakot sa mundo at sa sarili mong kakayahan?
Ang masakit pa, sila rin naman ang umaasa sa'yo ngayon. Financially, ikaw ang sumasalo. Pero somehow, ikaw pa rin ang "kulelat sa tunay na buhay."
Minsan I can't help but wonder who I would've become if I had been allowed to explore and learn things on my own. Instead of believing that my only worth was being good at school.
Yung mga utang niyo ba sakin sa inyo na lang ba yan? đ
Sana umulan ng dinuguan sa edsa todae.
my life isnt perfect but at least im not doing a mans laundry
Ppl just do not want to be around someone that is low energy, depressed or highly anxious. I basically have to pretend to be someone else in order to attract and keep friends. Sucks.
It is a privilege to dream. Some people have no time to think of their dreams bcs they are forced to think how to survive. Kaya fvck u kangkong boi.
âyouâre so quietâ yeah i donât make sense when i talk.
When you meet another version of someone it's hard not to wonder which one is real
The intimacy of "for you, I would."