Same Story, Different Perspective PART 1

I wrote a really long blog entry last night but I couldn’t find it anywhere in my laptop and I wanted to cry but whatever. Leche.

Intentions

It feels a lot easier to tell the story now that I have finally moved on. It’s like I am telling the story from a different perspective!

One of the favourite things I have learned and focused on from the emotional mess I have endured in the past were “intentions”.


It was the day after my 26th birthday. I was in a really happy mood especially that my best friend Gee and I agreed to have dinner at Eastwood after months of not seeing each other. I arrived at Mcdonald’s—our meeting place around 20 minutes earlier. While I wait for Gee, I ordered fries and Coke.

While waiting, an earthquake happened. I thought I was just dizzy but I saw how the tables and chairs swayed, people looked at each other with a bit of panic in their eyes. I stared down at my Coke and saw that though it wasn’t splashing, the black liquid is definitely moving. I held on to it knowing full well that it might spill if the earthquake decides to be more extra. After a good minute or 2, I messaged my friends. I was worried that something might have happened, I want to make sure they were fine. They said that they felt it too and that they’re okay.

Gee arrived and we headed to Bigoli’s. It used to be Fazoli’s, our ultimate fave back then. After eating, Gee had to run quick at the Globe center , something to do with her postpaid line I guess. So while waiting, I checked my phone. There was a message from K in the Group chat. She sent photos of wrecked buildings caused by the earthquake and then said “sana may nabagsakan nalang niyan eh” (translation: “I wish someone got hit by those”—pertaining to the building wreck) I knew instantly something was wrong. Then she suddenly sent a new message containing screenshots of old conversations as proof of my snide comments. My comments were not bad but it was bad enough to be exposed like that. I was trying to pacify the situation, admitting to what I said and apologizing if someone have found it offensive when being offensive wasn’t my intention. Maybe it was blunt and insensitive but what I said was true and it wasn’t meant to be mean! But somehow, my words were twisted and I was frustrated to further explain myself especially when no one was listening. By the time that everyone was just going crazy, I said my piece again that they were taking what I said the wrong way and still no one cares, I left the group chat.

I was hyperventilating. My world was spinning and I can’t even continue eating my chicken which of course had gone cold already. I can’t even drink. I was in shock!

I waited for Gee and told her what had happened, after dinner I went home and cried my eyes out to my mom. I told her everything that happened and I was ugly crying and I think I messaged Kyx too so he drove to my mom’s house and comforted me as well. They were also in shock that something like that had to happen, it was really petty! I was crying so much that my mom wanted to intervene. She wanted to call someone, the barangay, the cops, whatever. But I told her I need to do this on my own.

My mom’s eyes were super wide and she has this look of hurt in her face. She looked strong and at the same time helpless. She lit her Marlboro lights and puffed it while telling me how I should speak up for myself and don’t let these people talk to me in a very degrading way. (did I mention I was called a bitch, two faced friend et cetera haha)

I think I calmed down eventually but still in shock and I wasn’t able to sleep well that night. I was crying sooooo hard every minute it flashes back in my mind.

I never got to talk to these people after I left the group chat. At least not immediately.

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Kwentuhan Tayo

This blog entry will be written in Filipino. I shall write something about this in English very soon.


Ayun na nga mga bakla ang tagal kong hinintay tong pagkakataon na ‘to talaga. Well actually nasusulat ko naman na before na sobrang saya ko na kasi kumbaga nakamove on na ako, masaya na ako tapos hindi na ako galit. Pinagdaanan ko yung stages of grief sa buong 2 years and sa middle ng 2018, dun ko siguro napush yung mapunta ako sa Acceptance stage. After non, nag-focus na ako kung paano ko ba mapapaganda yung buhay ko, kung paano ba ako magiging masaya sa sarili ko na hindi ko na iisipin yung mga malulungkot at masasakit na pinagdaanan ko.

It took me 2 years to finally move on from all the pain and sabi sa cliché time heal all wounds at napatunayan ko nanaman nga na totoo yan. Time really did heal all the wounds, hindi lang sakin pati na rin sa dati kong friends.

Hindi na bago sainyo ang kwentong yon pero in short, sa isang malaking circle of friends since HS, kasama ang dalawa kong best friends, nagaway away kami. Actually, ako lang yung inaway nila. So yung 2 best friends ko nawala sa akin. Hindi ko iniisip na hindi na kami magkakabati pero nagmove on talaga ako kahit sobrang hirap. Alam niyo yan, lalo na yung matatagal nang kaibigan ko sa blogosphere, alam niyo yung paulit ulit akong magmomove on at paulit ulit din akong hindi bigla makamove on. Diba? Habang naloloka ako, andiyan kayo na naloloka din dahil naloloka ako *kaya sobrang salamat talaga*

Not so long ago, nakapagusap kami nung isang ex bff ko and okay naman, civil pero hindi kami yung kagaya ng dati. Civil lang ganon. And for me, it was enough. Nasasaktan pa rin ako and siguro hindi ako ready din nung time na yon kaya siguro ganon din ang binigay ni God.

Fast forward to November—okay naman ako naaalala ko sila, pero di ako naiiyak. Hindi na rin ako nalulungkot. Parang sakto lang. Tapos narealize ko na siguro sa self nga muna ako magfofocus talaga.

December—biglang nagmessage yung isang ex bff ko. Mabilis yung mga pangyayari eh, biglang one moment nagsabi lang siya na napapanaginipan niya ako the next thing I know nasa labas siya ng bahay namin. Magkape daw kami. Napagusapan naming yung nangyari, nagkapatawaran kami tapos parang walang nangyari.

By the way guys, siya yung hindi umaway sakin na out of the blue. Siya yung nagalit sakin kasi nagkakarambolan na sa group chat tapos nasabi na yung mga sinabi ko tungkol sakanya nung high school kami. (madalas kasi ako magcomment ng mga pambully ganon) tapos nung nalaman niya yun nagalit siya sakin. So siya yung in reality ay may karapatan talagang magalit sakin HAHAH.

It took her 2 years din bago magreach out sakin. Hindi ko inakala talaga na 2 years lang aabutin. Alam ko in my heart na magkakaayos kami pero ang thinking ko is yung kapag may asawa na kami, may mga anak na, as in mga matatanda na talaga. Di ko inakala na 2 years lang.

Explain ko lang din kung gaano ka-deep relationship namin. Yung mama ko at mama niya, mag bestfriends. HAHAH. So simula talaga bata, mag bestfriends din kami. So kilalang kilala ko siya kaya siguro sumama din loob ko kasi hindi ko inexpect na magagalit din siya sakin haha. Pero ayun nga. Nangyari na rin naman and ang galing lang kasi alam ko talaga na magkakabati kami eh. Kahit kaming dalawa lang, or kahit kaming tatlo in God’s perfect time, pero not THIS soon.

Nung nilet go ko lang lahat at hinayaan na si God, ang universe, ang tadaha at oras ang gumawa ng paraan, tsaka naging okay ang lahat.

Speaking terms na ulit kami mga bakla. Hindi ko rin naiisip o nararamdamang mahirap ibalik yung dati kasi alam ko din naman yung pagkakamali ko sakanya. Siguro sa buong circle of friends namin, siya yung talagang iniyakan ko at yung isa. Haha.

Hindi ko na naiisip kung ano man ang shortcomings niya sa mga nangyaring iyon, napatawad ko na din ang sarili ko at napatawad din niya ako sa mga mali kong nagawa o nasabi (kasi sa totoo lang mababawa lang talaga yun. Na-blow out of proportion lang. Wala akong sinabi tungkol sa kanya na damaging or demeaning. Talagang mababaw na nagkandaleche leche lang) kaya siguro madali para samin na ipag-patche patche yung mga pieces na nalamatan.

Tapos this week lang kasi pinapakinig sakin ni Kyx yung “Dati” na cover ng Ben&Ben na originally pinerform ni Sam Concepcion at Tippy Dos Santos. Yung tema talaga ng kanta is about sa past tapos parang childhood friends sila turned to sweethearts. Pero nung narinig ko yun, silang dalawa yung naalala ko. Eto kasi yung lyrics/lines na relate kaming 3 HAHA

“lagi lagi ka samin dumiderecho pag-uwi” –ganyan kami. Magkakapitbahay kasi kaming 3.

“umaawit ng theme song na sabay kinabisa, o kay sarap namang mabalikan ang alaala” –lagi kami nagmememorize nung mga kanta. May hit songs songbook pa kami lagi.

Tapos susundutan mo ng

“Sana mabalik ang dati nating pagsasama” at “Ngunit marami ngayo’y malayo ka, malabong mangyari. Ang aking pagtingin, ibulong nalang sa hangin, pangarap nalang din na gaya pa rin ng dati”

Hindi ko maiwasan na sila yung maalala ko nung narinig ko yan. (Pakinggan niyo ah, ang ganda. Nanalo yan sa PhilPop 2013.)

Masaya ako na una sa lahat, nagkaintindihan kami at nagkapatawaran sa mga mali namin pareho. Pangalawa, bumalik na yung dating kami. Kahit kaming dalawa lang.

Ayun lang yung kwento ko. Masaya lang ako. Masaya ako na tama kayo ng sinabi sa akin na makakamove on ako, na magiging okay ang lahat.

So pano, inuman na!


**wala pa din yung bwakanangshet na 13th month pay namin HELLO GUYS 5 DAYS BEFORE CHRISTMAS WALA PA DIN? ANYARE??? ANOMPETSA NA???????**

Here’s What is Inside My Head

There’s just so much resentment upon realizations that I can’t even bring myself to write about it. I am attempting to do so but it just doesn’t feel right.

I wanted to write about a lot of people who have been a part of the past now like my ex best friend but words seem to sound sadder than I actually feel? I mean I’m not sad about it. In fact, I feel that I have given myself the closure I wanted others to give me and it felt really nice. I just don’t want this to sound like another sob story but then I will keep thinking about it so let’s just give it a go.

Ang dami ko pang sinabi dun din naman pala mapupunta haha.

  1. To my ex best friends. If I think about who is to blame in all the chaos we went through, I can’t think of someone hahaha. Maybe because I have accepted the fact that partly, I was to blame for it, had I not been the maldita person that I was, then we wouldn’t have been entangled to this in the first place. But have you? Have you also realized what I realized? That maybe it was also partly your fault? Hahaha. I just want to say that I needed to acknowledge and verbalize what you did that hurt me in the middle of all these so I can fully forgive. I forgive you for turning your back on me and giving up on the friendship. I forgive you for not even trying to listen to what I had to say. I forgive you for being so unforgiving in those trying times. I forgive you for basically thinking that parting ways was the most ideal thing to do but that destroyed me so fucking much and I want you to know that. But I forgive you both for everything because I know that what you did to me was wrong and that you hurt me and I didn’t deserve that. My pity party was over as soon as I realized that I wouldn’t have hurt someone I love the way you guys did but that’s okay because now, I know that I didn’t deserve that kind of treatment so I tried to forgive you. It took me a year and a half to do so but I forgive you now. I am praying that one day, you also realize the pain you caused me and though I am not going to want you to ask for forgiveness, the mere realization of it is enough.
  2. To this person who I recently did the INFJ door slam, what you asked me with that accusatory tone—don’t deny that it was filled with malice *eyes rolling* offended me. It was a bit too low of you to do that and though I know you probably didn’t mean it the way you did 5 minutes after saying it, I already took it to heart and all the millions of second chances I gave you so graciously has been thrown out of the window in a split second and boy I am not even sorry. You are always unappreciative of people’s effort in reaching out to you but that’s not my problem anymore. I’m just saying. And for you to think that I would tell a soul about what you said is an insult. You have insulted me in so many ways and the sad part is you don’t even know it. You always tell people you’re sensitive but truly sensitive people also know if they have crossed a line one way or another. You failed to even feel bad for what you did so how is that even sensitive? You are not worthy of my time and energy and even the friendship I was willing to give so goodbye.

Okay, now I’m done and I cannot wait to be able to celebrate my mother’s birthday! Woop!

Thank You For Hurting Me

I have learned so much from what you did and I am actually thankful for it all. Thank you to the friends I used to have, thanks for what you did to me. Thank you because:

  1. You led me to see my flaws, the ones I have been to blinded to check. When I saw it, I immediately tried improving myself to become a better person not just for other people but also for me.
  2. You showed me who I don’t want to be. The cruelty that you so mindlessly threw upon me and the others are so savage that I don’t think any person would have deserved that.
  3. You made me rethink my actions and be more selfless. The selfish act you did, did not just hurt the person you targeted which was me—but also the ones who should have not been hurt like that.
  4. You made me a gentler person who would be civil, wise and mild upon giving criticisms and pointing out what needs to be improved.
  5. You made me realize that confrontations should be for the better of everyone in the group and not executed to belittle, demean and hurt feelings.
  6. You showed me that being such a cruel person for your own gain is really damaging to a point where pieces were broken, pieces were crumbling down and it would almost be impossible to get it all back together. I have endured that and I wouldn’t inflict that kind of pain to someone.
  7. You made me realize that bringing someone down for your own selfish gain will only haunt you for the rest of your life.

So thank you for everything that you did to me. For making me crumble, for breaking me, for making me lose my mind, for the suffering you have caused, for the pain you caused the people who love me—my mom, my family, Kyx. Thank you for pushing me away and making me doubt myself and my strength because now, I have loved myself even more. I realized what kind of person I want to be and what I don’t want to be. I valued my worth and the worth of those surrounding me more than I ever did. I trusted myself and have finally put the pieces back together.

Moving on from everything that you did was very hard because everything you said and did were damaging to me. Until now, I kid you not that I still get nightmares—but I don’t wake up with a broken heart anymore. I find it hard to join a group because of the traumatic experience you put me through but I don’t feel so bad anymore, because now, the Lord gave me empowerment and conviction. He gave me people I can still be friends with, He gave me people who will be kind to me and make me see the world on a brighter note despite the dark you caged me into.

The suffering you have caused me made me who I am right now. A better person, a better friend and this is what I really want to be. This is who I should be.

I kept asking the Lord when will I be able to move on and I was wanting a specific answer, perhaps a date and time. But I was given much more than that. I felt like the Lord is trying to tell me that I will be able to move on totally when I learned to love myself more, when I start valuing myself and seeing my worth the way He sees it. That once I forgive myself, I will be able to forgive my tormentors. And when all else falls into place, I will start again with a new heart that loves so much more than I could have ever loved before.

So thank you.

“It’s Okay”

Why do we have the nagging fear of missing out? What is it that we feel like we always have to be part of something? Why do we need to fit in places we don’t fit into no matter how hard we try?

If you have the fear of missing out, if you want so badly to fit in and you look at your past as if you lost something and it gets really hard to move forward, here’s a reminder.

  • Yes it’s fun while it lasted, it’s good while it lasted, and everything was such a blast until it had to end. The initial feeling we have would be regret, heartache, resentment and insert all feelings of hurt here but (I know it’s easier said than done) couldn’t we all have a change in perspective? Say for example, gratefulness and even relief! How about hope? Let’s change our attitude towards bad endings. Let’s nod or tip off your hat and welcome the new beginning! Be hopeful for what is in store for us in the days that are coming.
  • It’s okay to not be part of something you used to be part of. I get the feeling that you are like this piece of puzzle and you seriously fit into it perfectly and then all of a sudden, the picture changed and you as a piece—is not needed anymore. It’s okay, don’t get sad over shit like that for you have your own new picture with lots of other new puzzle pieces that fit in its place now. A picture that also do not need the old puzzle pieces anymore. Quits lang, kumbaga.
  • A closed door, a different path is not the end of it all. It’s also a sign of new opportunities and growth!

I was thinking the other day about my old friends and how I am not going to be part of their lives, their future and even their milestones. I wouldn’t be able to be there, be proud, be happy for them when they reach their dreams and that’s okay. Not that it’s okay because “quits lang” but it’s really okay because maybe, our lives are only weaved for a period of time and that it was broken off for the better. It’s okay because moving on, letting go and growing means leaving the past behind because that’s where it is meant to be left.

And just as my mom always says, people who left us and chose to weed us out of their lives are the ones that we don’t need panghihinayang.

 Kaya, okay lang yan. Okay lang talaga yan.

One Day At A Time

If you have been reading my blog for a long time now, you’d see how much I’ve struggled with keeping my sanity while loving myself and caring for myself. You probably saw me in my highs and lows through whatever I have written, how dramatic I have been, how emotionally wrecked I was, how I kept going back and forth with moving forward and clinging to the past. It has been a crazy crazy ride but since September started, I don’t know if it was because of the moon, stars and planets, but I have come to fully embrace self-care and self-love without struggling too much. (I’m actually surprised that it has not been that HARD anymore! Maybe I am really learning how to move on from all the drama right?)

3rd week: My progress is slow but triumphant. It feels like I am on the right track. It doesn’t feel like I’m pushing myself hard, it’s not like I’m forcing myself to feel emotions I don’t want to feel.

What have I been doing? Yoga and healthy eating aside, here are the things I do:

  • I am focusing on improving myself without asking or seeking other people’s validation and approval.
  • I just do things the way I feel is right.
  • I keep away from people who give me negative emotions (however, I don’t take it at heart because I don’t take it at ALL)
  • I don’t live for other people. I used to wake up, get off my ass and please every single person. Agree with them to avoid potential conflict (which I’ve learned that might backfire in the future so I stopped this way of living) now I live for myself and the people I love especially my family.
  • I don’t try to fit in. If people don’t like me and I can sense they’re talking about me behind my back or subtweeting about me or scrutinizing my every move I won’t care about that person anymore. If ayaw mo sa akin at masyado kang maraming sinasabi about me, I will let you go. Hindi ko ipipilit sarili ko.

So far, these are my observations and I feel really good about myself lately and that’s amazing!

Throwback Thursday: Angst-y Teen Part 1

I wrote a bunch of lyrics from songs as a snippet of my angst-y teenage years but it may have been too much to bear for readers so I’ll probably just break it down and write entries about it from time to time.

I was looking back at my younger self. I was 13 to 18 years old, 100 pounds emo and angst-y and angry at the world. I don’t growl at people but I just really wallow on every single emotion I have HAHAHA. It’s so cringe-worthy to even write about it because some might say I’m still as emo as I was but guys, my “emo” in the emo phase is not a joke. As in swear na sobrang emo ng emo ko HAHAHA.

I’ll share with you 5 snippets of song lyrics that help me get by in all those years hahahahah.


“I got troubled thoughts and the self-esteem to match, what a catch, what a catch. And all I could think of is the way I’m the one who charmed the one who gave up on you” –What A Catch, Donnie, Fall Out Boy

“Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you, you are my only one. I let go, but there’s just no one that gets me like you do, you are my only, my only one.” – Only One, Yellowcard

“I remember the look in your eyes when I told you that this was goodbye. You were begging me not tonight, not here, not now. We’re looking up at the same night sky and keep pretending the sun will not rise. We’ll be together for one more night somewhere, somehow. If I could find you now things would get better, we could leave this town and run forever” – Ocean Avenue, Yellowcard

“Chase the moment for forever. Defense is paper thin just one touch and I’d be in too deep now to ever swim against the current , so let me slip away” – Vindicated, Dashboard Confessional

“Please don’t walk away, please tell me you’ll stay, use me as you will, pull my strings just for a drill. And I know I’ll be okay though my skies are turning grey – Your Guardian Angel, Red Jumpsuit Apparatus


I have a lot of other song lyrics to post next time. What are the music you listen to when you were a teenager?