Like stars on a cloudy night

The little girl in me just wanna be free.

[thewitchandthefae]

Maybe God knew my mind was too loud and said, “here’s a smaller problem to survive first.”

[thewitchandthefae]

I guess I entered the wrong door. What went wrong?

[thewitchandthefae]

I miss my one call away.

[thewitchandthefae]

I miss you, Love. I wish I could call you and be comforted by you.

Come back here, Love, please?

[thewitchandthefae]

klent is so freaking fake, so freaking double face

[thewitchandthefae]

won't forget the time that I requested to a friend to bring some kalamansi from Philippines, I was the one who requested yet he gave me the rotten ones while he gave fresh ones to others

[thewitchandthefae]

that girl who backstabbed everyone yet appears so friendly, how could she stomach it?

[thewitchandthefae]

Has a predictable happy ending but I loved it. It'll make you giggle like a teenager. Tons of real-life lessons as well. ❤️

[thewitchandthefae]

This book broke me. It made me nauseous, made me palpitate, made me uncomfortable. Can't fathom how much Afghanistan women endured. My heart hurts for Mariam, such a fierce woman; so compassionate. It will make you realize how lucky and blessed you are to live in this world with so much freedom, with a voice, with so much comfort. It's a must read. It's so heart-warming, so beautifully and painfully written.

[thewitchandthefae]

This book is so frustrating and compelling. Figured out who's the killer in the first few pages, but there were so many details that would keep you second guessing.

[thewitchandthefae]

Other people's pain shouldn't be just a "tea" for you. Human decency girl.

[thewitchandthefae]

"WALANG NARATING SA BUHAY"

Siguro nung mga bata-bata pa tayo, napakadali lang magsabi ng, "Ay wala naman yan narating sa buhay." "Bakit kaya hindi siya nagsumikap sa buhay?" "Bakit hinayaan niya na ganyan lang siya?"

Pero habang tumatanda ka na, hindi mo na yan masasabi sa mga tao sa paligid mo. Sabi nga nila, "Life humbles you as you get older." Habang tumatanda ka, mapagtatanto mo na, iba-iba ang sirkumstansya ng mga tao. Maaaring hindi naman nila ginusto, sadyang hindi lang siguro ganun kabait ang mundo sa kanila. O maaring ginusto naman nila din talagang tahakin ang mas simple at payak na pamumuhay kase dun naman sila masaya. Kase sa totoo lang, iba-iba naman tayo ng gusto sa buhay. Iba-iba din tayo ng depinisyon sa salitang "tagumpay." Maaring para sa'yo, ang tagumpay ay pagkakaroon ng madaming pera, o ari-arian, o kaya'y kapasidad na ikutin ang mundo kahit kailan mo gusto, o kaya'y kakayahan na mabili anuman ang iyong gustuhin o kaya'y magkarun ng mataas na antas sa lipunan, o kaya'y pagtatrabaho sa bansang iyong pinangarap; ngunit sa iba maaring tagumpay nang matatawag ang gumising sa umaga ng may kapayapaan ang isip. Na baka hindi naman sila yong tipo ng ta na naakit sa supericifial na material., baka mas may malalim na bagay silang hinahanap. Maaaring sa'yo walang kabuluhan, maaring hindi mo naiintindihan; pero sana sila'y wag mo ring apakan. Huwag mo rin sanang isiping mahina sila, dahil sinubukan naman nilang makibaka. Sinubukan naman talaga nilang makipagsapalaran sa mundo dahil yon ang ipinamulat sa kanila, pero baka napagod lang din naman sila, baka hindi naman sila dun maligaya.

Baka sabihin mo na naman, baka tamad lang talaga sila, baka nagdadahilan lang. Maaari. May iilan, pero wag nating lahatin. Pero kung hindi ka naman nila nape-perwisyo, baka sakaling wag mo na lang ding pakialaman. Hindi mo naman yon buhay. Maari kang magkarun ng opinyon, pero sana sarilinin mo na lang.

Kase sa totoo lang, napakadaming tao sa paligid mo na hindi naman masaya sa kanilang mga ginagawa. Pero wala naman ding ibang pagpipilian kase kapag sila'y tumigil, sila nama'y kukutsain ng mundo. Hindi mapapakain ng pag-una sa emosyon ang kumakalam ng sikmura. Hindi mababayaran ng pag una sa emosyon mo ang bayarin sa kuryente, o kaya ng bills sa hospital kapag may nagkasakit. Oo. Nandoon na tayo. Naiintindihan ko. Pero hindi ba tayo pwedeng maging mabait sa kanila saglit. Magpapahinga lang naman. Hindi naman titigil. Hihinga lang. Kakalma lang. Kaunting pang-unawa lang naman. Pakinggan nyo naman. Makinig ng may intensyong umunawa, hindi manghusga. Maaari ba?

It's just a matter of perspective.

[thewitchandthefae]

She yearns to make a difference. She wanted her voice to be heard. No matter how small the crowd is. But somehow along the way, she stopped. For she was disappointed. She was flabberghasted. She can't help but laugh with disgust. For how she was mocked by people. For how they laugh at her. They thought it was silly. They thought it was funny. Such stupidity. Such ignorance.

Why? Was it so wrong to share her story? She's insignifcant, is that it? She's just no one. Who does she think she is? So dramatic. So cringey. Attention-seeker. Wow. Just wow. Such insensibility.

But that passion inside her burns. It wants to break free. She wishes to share her story of healing. Her tale of forgiving and breaking through. She wanted to inspire a little. She needed to let the world know that it's okay; To share the story of your pain, To ask for help, To take as much time you needed to be okay again, To feel like yourself again. So she will use her voice, to make a difference. But this time, no one can stop her.

-FROM THE BOOK SHE WILL NEVER PUBLISH, Sharmin Foronda

[thewitchandthefae]

Manifesting a coffee shop with a library and a homy ambiance. ❤️

[thewitchandthefae]

TOXIC POSITIVITY

Imagine you have a kid. Then someone slapped them or pulled their hair. Then they were slammed with hurtful words. Then your kid came running to you for help. "It's okay." "Everything's gonna be okay." "Just understand them." "Maybe they're going through something." Will you be able to say that?

"How are you today?" I'm not okay. I've been so stressed lately. So dejected and unmotivated. "Why would you feel that?" "Life is so beautiful." "Stop complaining and just be grateful." "Don't be such a mood sucker" Now, imagine being said that? How does that feel?

Toxic positivity triggers shame It forces people to suppress their dark thoughts and negative feelings. It'll make people feel guilty for allowing theirselves to feel bad or sad. Why would you do that? If it's something you don't know how to handle, stay silent. Stop invalidating things that you don't understand. Stop treating people who admits that they're not okay like an alien. Let them be not okay.

Being negative is not helpful. "Is there something I can do to make it easier.?" Good vibes only. "I accept you through all your emotional states." Other people have it worse. "I admire your resiliency but you don't have to go through it alone." Just stop thinking about it. "Seems like this is weighing on you, do you wanna talk about it."

Allow every person to feel, Give people the time to accept that bad things do happen Grieve if you must. Be angry if it'll make you feel better. Accept the situation and learn from it. You don't need to feel sorry for how you handle your trauma. You deserve to heal in your own terms. In your own timeline.

[thewitchandthefae]

CONFORMITY

We have been conforming so much to feel like we somehow belong Talking behind someone's back Smiling infront of them even when you dislike them Pretending to care only to laugh at their pain Because truth is, if you don't do that, you're an outcast. People talk about people so much Because if they dont, there'll be nothing to talk about. Uncomfortable silence is what remains.

But something surprises and overwhelms her. Why does it take so much toll from her? Why does she hate herself so much after doing it? But why does it look so fun when others are doing it? That mask, it was so heavy and ugly for her. But why does it look so good in other people? Why are they loved and adored so much for wearing it? She's flabbergasted.

Color the number 1 red, the number 5 yellow. Be the bigger person. Oh, she's just really like that. Suck it up. Just say okay. Smile more and often. You're so dramatic. You're too sensitive. No. I'm a person. I'm allowed to feel. I'm allowed to express uncomfortability. I won't be forced to conform.

But why does people shamed her for saying no? Why are they branding her negatively for going against the tide? Why is she labelled as a complicated person for not being like everyone else's? It is the way she talk? Or how distant and uncaring she looks? Or her no-nonsense attitude? Or was it because she's not easily pleased or manipulated? It bothered her a bit. So she tried to look for answers. The art of survival. Utterly disappointing.

-From the book she will never publish, Sharmin Foronda

[thewitchandthefae]

A PUZZLE

People makes you feel that you are this complicated person because they will never understand the depths of your emotions or how your mind is wired. But are you really complicated? Are people not allowed to feel deeply? Are we supposed to bury our complicated thoughts? Is it wrong to be a bit melodramatic? Is she supposed to hide her uneasiness in a corner? Is there a norm that she wasn't aware about? Or is her emotional complexity a bother to you?

Her curiosity about human behavior is unfathomable It is not something she can avoid doing, it's innate like drinking water People confuses her like hell Are they fickle-minded or just trying to survive? But the question of, "Is surviving means sacrificing your humanity and your individuality?" rings in her head a thousand fold Can we not survive as people with genuine emotions and intentions? Must we try to hide our darkness to be accepted, to be embraced and loved? Why do we make others feel bad for being different then? But I'm not talking about the superficial kind of difference here.

Why do we speak of kindness only when it's for our personal gain? Why are we so awkward to situations that we can not understand? Why do you acknowledge the wrong only when you're on the receiving end? Why are we selfish? Why are we so self-centered? Why are we so adamant in pointing other's flaws and shortcomings when we can't even pinpoint our own? Why are we so judgemental? Why are we acting so righteous? Why the fuck? What the hell!

Why do we shame people for expressing their pain, their anguish, when you also want to be heard? Do you not? Do you not have a story and pain to share? Or were you hiding your afflictions by tormenting other people? Was it fun then? Displacing your insecurities and agony to other people? Is it fun seeing your kin bleeding? Does that make you feel good? Shame.

Why are we talking so much about mental health yet we are the one making others suffer? Why do we act as if compassion and kindness is something we have to do to add more friends like it's a freaking shopping spree? Why are we so hypocrite? Tell me. At the end of a tiring day, when you look at youself infront of the mirror; What do you see? Are you proud? Are you happy? Are you at peace?

Why are people who thinks too much and feel so much a laughingstock? Why are we being mocked? Why do you make us so feel different? Why do you make us feel that we have no place in this society? Why can't we scream? Why can't we talk freely? Why do we need to consider other people's feelings so much when we aren't even considered? Why are we expected to always understand? When can you try to learn to listen to us then?

-From the book she will never publish, Sharmin Foronda