Depression has reached its low tide. I am happy now for this person that I become though still regaining my stand. This battle on self-worth has been long overdue and now that I have what I think I gained, I know I have won.
Every ending has been sad but people do move on.
Not everyone is healthy enough to have a front row seat in our lives. There are some people in your life that need to be loved from a distance. It’s amazing what you can accomplish when you let go of or at least minimize your time with draining, negative, incompatible, not-going-anywhere relationships. Observe the relationships around you. Pay attention. Which ones lift and which ones lean? Which ones encourage and which ones discourage? Which ones are on a path of growth uphill and which ones are going downhill? When you leave certain people do you feel better or feel worse? Which ones always have drama or don’t really understand, know, or appreciate you? The more you seek quality, respect, growth, peace of mind, love and truth around you…the easier it will become for you to decide who gets to sit in the front row and who should be moved to the balcony of your life.
Death Anniversary ni Aki.
I loved you… and I miss you. I’m sorry i I haven’t taken care of you when I had the chance. I hope you bark well na jan sa langit with Bro. I hope one day you’d forgive me too. I won’t do the same mistakes with this new baby coming.. I promise.
I know. It’s time.
Welcome to the family. ^_^
When it comes to other people, a lot of us mistake consistency for honesty. Yet what one’s truth is today, may or may not be one’s truth tomorrow. We all change, and our own personal truths may change with us.
Yet for all the convenience it brings us we still choose to hold on to the permanent images of other people in our minds. The only people worth the effort of our changing their images in our minds are the people that matter to us the most.
If. When. Maybe. Somehow. Someday. Somewhere.
These are the words that I hate to put in sentences. Worse, when put altogether in just one paragraph. Because these words gives both the reader and the writer hope. The hope where in some other kind of reality, there will be choices. Or perhaps, wishes that will be granted. That kind of dimension that we open our minds to where we are loved by the people we love. Or we can love those who have been there all along. Where love stories may just be flawless. Or even close to perfect. Where broken hearts may find a place of their own. And when, if, somehow, maybe, someday, somewhere…
There could be a better place for these thoughts than crumpled papers thrown to trashbins.
But I love her.
Maybe she did. Maybe she still does. But who will know? She’s not with you right now. I am.
But I love her still.
Thats not a problem I need to explain further. I know you do. But the question is, does she still love you too?
You see, in loving someone..
Then I heard him snoring. He never told me how it was to love someone. Maybe, there is really nothing to know. Nothing to say. For in loving someone…
I closed my eyes.
There is nothing but dreams that one must wake up to.