Matatapos na ang taon. Dalawang araw na lang, actually. Parang ang bilis lumipas ng mga buwan, 'no?
Tanda ko pa nung sinimulan ko yung taon - it felt like running in place, 'yung sipa ako nang sipa pero hindi ako umuusad. 'Di naman ako gumagalaw o umaalis sa pwesto ko, pero bakit ako napapagod? Malakas lang ba trip ng universe? Siguro.
Pero mas 'di ko maintindihan kung bakit umusad ako nung panahon na nagdesisyon akong tumigil. Siguro malakas nga ang tama ng universe.
But it was freeing, para akong umahon sa matagal na pagsisid sa malawak at maalon na dagat. I still didn't know where I was, but at least I wasn't drowning anymore. I could finally see the line where the skies and the ocean meet; and although blurry, it was comforting to know that there's an end to all of these - the darkness, the suffocation, the uncertainty. I just needed to move and sometimes, to listen to myself when it's time to take a pause.
The first half of my year was a mix of bitter and sweet.
I discovered a brand new sense of genuine hope for our country because of Leni and Kiko's campaign, I met new friends, I became braver and even inspired a few to be one as well, I fought for a brighter future alongside Arom, created core memories with my family, friends, and Ulap.
But isn't it crazy how the very same thing that brought you happiness could also make you feel an immeasurable amount of pain?
We lost Zash, our family lost a selfless, clever, and kind person like tita Julie, our nation lost to corrupt politicians, we lost our future to selfish fascists, and to serve as the cherry on top, I recently lost my phone where all the memories I created this year are stored.
Ang daming nangyari sa lumipas na mga buwan. May mga araw na puno ako ng pagmamahal, may mga gabi na mag-isa 'kong umiiyak sa pagtulog, pero mas marami 'yung pagkakataon na kailangan kong hanapin ang gitna ng pait at saya para patuloy kong maitawid ang mga buwan.
At ngayong magwawakas na ang taon, pakiramdam ko bumabalik ako ulit sa kung saan ako nagsimula - nawawala, nahihirapang ibangon ang sarili mula sa pagkadapa, hindi alam kung paano tatakbo gayong hindi ako makatayo.
Pero sabi nga nila, "ang bawat paglubog ay may kaakibat na pag ahon". Kailangan ko lang siguro lumangoy nang lumangoy hanggang sa maaninag ko ulit ang liwanag.
Unting tiyaga pa. Balang araw, pwede na ulit akong umahon; kakayanin na ulit bumangon.