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The most important thing to realize is that we have no power over other people, events or even outcomes. But we absolutely have power over how we treat and talk to ourselves - which includes what we allow into our space.
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So a friend of mine is about to celebrate his daughter’s birthday. Of course I’m invited. I expected that much of him. What bothers me is that my SO was not in the invited list. And I’m not the kind of girl who goes around asking if I can bring a plus one.
I really thought it’s a given to have my SO around whenever special occasions like this come up. He’s with me, isn’t he? But I guess I really shouldn’t feel entitled. It is his party after all, and I should be grateful that I’m invited.
I’m just being sensitive, is all.
I wrote this down so I can just vent.
Thanks Tumblr for being my virtual punching bag.
“Healing doesn’t mean the damage never existed. It means the damage no longer controls my life.”
— Akshay Dubey
I Got Issues
What constitutes a life worth living? Is it the number of friends you have? The digits of your salary? The diplomas hanging on your wall?
Recently, someone I know committed suicide. He was just someone I knew from college, someone I exchanged likes and comments every now and then and that’s that. I only knew him from the posts he shared, he looked quite happy to me. And then one day I woke up to the news of his death on my feed and I was stunned.
Suicide has long been a sensitive issue. I have always been saddened by celebrities who committed suicide. That no matter the amount of success, they still chose to end their lives. But to have someone I actually know commit the act is truly an eye opener for me. It made it so much more real. So much more scary.
I remembered how I used to contemplate suicide when something goes wrong in my life. A broken heart, a feeling of being an underachiever, an overwhelming feeling of sadness for everything that’s wrong with my life can trigger those thoughts. I remembered my friends rushing to my house because I didn’t reply to their texts, and they worried I had done something stupid. I was never more thankful for the gift of friends during those trying times.
But you see, I never went over the edge. Somehow a part of me feared for my life. I fear for going to hell when I did the unthinkable. And I figured an eternity of hell would be worse than the situation I’m currently in. Then one day, one of my colleagues nearly died from drowning, and I saw how life could be taken away so instantly. It was like a fog was lifted from my mind and it was then I promised myself to never, ever contemplate about suicide again.
A year has passed since then, and I found myself breaking my promise. I cried out to God to take my life, because I can’t do it alone. I’m scared of inflicting injury to myself, because if I didn’t die, I would subject myself to more pain I’m already in. And if He were to take me, my hands will be clean for a crime I didn’t commit.
I know I’m loved. I know I’m blessed. I know I should be happy. Some people may actually want the life I have. But a part of me can’t understand why these things need to happen to me. I know I’ve made my fair share of mistakes. And some people may actually hate me enough to put a death wish on me. And I can only ask for forgiveness from these people. But I guess what would really make me happy is if one day I wake up and I can finally feel the love and acceptance of my mom. Then maybe that’s the only time I can be free of these destructive thoughts.
Know-it-alls on relationships. Ugh
Why do people think a couple don’t belong together just because they usually see them get pissed at each other or fight? Couples fight, sometimes they may even hate each other. Being with that special person all the time means you see all the good and bad side of him, and it can be overwhelming at times. But at the end of the day they still love each other. They say sorry, they make up, they try to be better for each other.
Because isn’t that what love is supposed to be? It’s not always going to be pretty. There will be drama and heartache but what matters most is you choose to be together even after everything. Love is not just about feelings, it’s about choice. About commitment. It’s choosing to be with that same person over and over again regardless of all the ugliness of a relationship.
Can we all please stop judging and just be happy for each other?
Not even lion
Rant rant rant
Do you ever have one of those days when it seems like the world is against you?
It’s been quite a while since I felt like this. I should have known that every moment of being happy means it’s going to cost me. And now it’s coming at me, coming at me with all it’s got.
Days before my birthday, I got into a fight with my guy best friend. My friend for the past 15 years or so. It was such a childish fight, a silly argument about where to celebrate my birthday. A stupid misunderstanding which led him to stop talking to me. I tried reaching out multiple times, even apologizing even if I felt like there was nothing to apologize for anyway, but look where that got me? A seen text, and a cold shoulder. That’s a decade more of friendship down the drain, just. like. that.
I thought our friendship meant something, seeing I was his go-to person to make a speech at his wedding. But through the years, we’ve changed a lot. And now it seems like we no longer see things eye-to-eye, and when people changes, friendship ends. #firstPartRantOver
Being raised in a traditional Chinese family, I’m still trapped in a world where Filipinos are not welcomed. And I guess it is my fate to keep falling in love with a Filipino, and always having to deal with the whisperings here and there and the usual reprimand of cutting the relationship short and just wait for a Chinese guy. Why can’t I just teach my heart to love a Chinese guy instead of always having to deal with so much drama of being in a relationship. Why can’t I have it the easy way like most Chinese people do. After one failed relationship with a Filipino, I told myself never again, but here I am in the same exact predicament. And I’m happy. I really am. But sometimes that happiness tend to dissipate because I can’t quite ignore all the things the people around me keep blabbering about. #secondRantOver
Why does it always feel like happiness is always within my reach, and when I’m finally basking in its glorious sunshine, something, someone always has to rain on my parade. Why can’t it just stay like that, don’t I deserve that?
My friends trying to motivate me into productivity
Here are some adorable dogs holding flowers. Have a great day everyone
How to Stop being a People Pleaser
1. Recognize that you have choices. Usually people-pleasers feel as if they don’t have a choice, and they have to say yes when someone asks for their help. But you DO have a choice – and it’s Ok to say no.
2. Decide on your priorities. If you already have commitments or you have set priorities then it’s easy to say no as you’ve a genuine “excuse”. Do what matters most to you, and please remember - it’s your life!
3. Stall for time – don’t give an answer right away. Say you need a bit of time before you make up your mind. That allows you time and space to think about the consequences. For other things will likely suffer if you take on far too much.
4. Don’t be afraid to add conditions to your yeses. For example, say that you’ll only say yes if someone else says yes as well – or only take on a new task for a set period of time.
5. Are you being manipulated? There are plenty who will use you to ensure their plans succeed, so watch out for those compliments and empty flattery.
6. Be firm when you say no. The first time you say no it feels uncomfortable and hard. But once you’ve done that a few times it starts to feel much easier. Also, if you sound confident then others take you seriously.
7. Don’t defend you decision. You have a right to say no – and to NOT defend yourself. It’s your life after all - you don’t have to explain “why” … or come up with excuses … or be pushed and pressurised. And don’t apologise to others - saying no is not a crime!
Archie TV Series
Ever since I've heard about CW doing the Riverdale series, I was beyond excited. Growing up, Archie comics has been my go-to entertainment. I learned spelling and grammar just by reading these books. I even named my late dog Archie just because I love the books so much. So imagine my inner kid finally watching these comic book characters come to life! I looked forward to the trailer, but I was frowning when I started watching it. How did this become a mystery-murder type of show? I was disappointed, but I still had to watch it. Maybe this plot twist will make it worth the while. Good points. 1. The songs. It suits the story and the scene. Catchy and new. I'm downloading these songs as soon as I'm finish with this "review". 2. Fred Andrews. The perfect father figure. 3. Veronica Lodge. Pretty and kind and very assertive. The Ronnie Lodge I know. Who would have thought I'd like Ron over good ol' Betty Cooper. At this point, I would stop with the positive, because the rest of the show is just begging to be criticized. Spoiler alert! Here goes. 1. Archie Andrews. Yes he's a hunk and he may be a casanova, but to have an illicit affair with a teacher, that's beyond him. 2. Betty Cooper. When did she become so needy? Sure she loves Archie, but she was never a pathetic girl who begs for his attention. She is strong and is a hero on her own, she doesn't need anyone standing up for her. But here, she's just weak. A direct insult to her comic book character. 3. Jughead Jones. Where was his insatiable appetite? His ability to inhale burgers and not care about anything around him. He's THE most likeable character in the comics! He is smart and jolly and is always one step ahead of everyone. Not to mention his loyalty to Archie. Now he's just this brooding character who writes stories about the people around him. So un-Jughead like. The total antithesis of Jughead! 4. Moose Mason. He's supposed to be big and stupid but still lovable. Here he's just a jerk who is possibly gay? Gasp! How is this even happening? 5. Ms. Grundy. Egad! She's a hot, YOUNG teacher? Like seriously, what were the writers thinking? She was this English teacher who may be strict, but her students would always be her first love. She loves teaching, and one of her most admirable traits was her dedication to teaching. Her role in this show is just outrageous! Overall, this show has assassinated every one of my childhood characters. This just became another teen drama filled with angst, jealousy, revenge and well, drama. Where was the humor? Or the witty lines? Even the comics, with its single bubble dialogue, have better lines than those in the show. The lines here were bland and even cringe-worthy. It really is possible to ruin everything you've ever loved in 40 minutes. Will I continue watching? Why yes! Because despite everything, there is still suspense and if you're not a fan of the comics, it's something you would still hang onto, and of course I still hope they would start salvaging the characters' reputation. I get that this is an adaptation, and is subject to interpretation, but at least save some of the distinguishing traits of these characters. Don't make this into just another teen show. Make it count.
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Again
It’s been awhile. 3 years is a long while right? I am certain I’m okay. I have made peace with my past. Came to terms with my ex. Accepted the reality that we’re not meant to be.
I’m doing good now. With my career and newfound love. Everything is falling into place finally. You don’t know just how good it feels to finally be happy again after a long time. It’s breaking through the surface after drowning for a long time. This breath of fresh air came at just the right time. And I’m taking mouthfuls of it, afraid this moment will pass and I’ll find myself drowning again. But so far, I can say I'm good.
And then I found out my ex is coming back to the country. Vacation purposes. I can’t help but remember that the last time he came here was because of me. And now he comes home with a wife and baby in tow. And it’s just so unreal. I’m used to seeing their pictures together, but we are worlds apart so I don’t get bothered with it anymore, especially since I’ve made peace with him way back. But him, here in the same country with me, and his family, our worlds finally together, hits me hard. And I hate that I am feeling emotions still after all these years, and I hate accepting the fact that maybe there really is no moving on for me.
It’s true what they say that first love never dies. The magic you feel with your first love will never be experienced again with the next. He will always be my greatest love. But it doesn’t mean I will not love my current guy with all that I am. Because I do. You just never stop caring about someone you’ve been with for a long time is all.
“There’s no such thing as moving on, there is only acceptance of what can no longer be.” I need to remind myself this every. single. day.
i needed the full songs worth of this not 15 seconds
Border collie/corgi , Winnie.
