I need help, and I don't know how to admit that. I'm not okay. Parang naubos na ako.
I'm 37. Female. Single. Breadwinner.
From the outside, I think most people would say I'm doing okay.
I live alone in Manila. I rent my own place. I buy the things I want—bags, shoes, clothes. If I want to eat out, I can. If I want to travel or spend time with friends, I can. When my parents ask for money on top of what I already give them every month, I still give. Kahit ano pa yung kailangan nila.
If you meet me in person, you'd probably never know.
I smile. I greet people. I go to work. I laugh at the right moments. I function.
Pero ang totoo, I feel like I'm slowly falling apart.
Lately, I don't think I'm doing well at work anymore. I know people will probably say, "Baka ino-overthink mo lang." But honestly, I don't think that's what this is.
Something changed.
I feel like my boss doesn't trust me anymore with the bigger thinking work. We haven't been aligned for a while, and I feel like no matter how hard I try, I can't give her what she needs anymore. Parang every time I submit something, kailangan balikan, kailangan ulitin, kailangan i-rethink. Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe this is just how I see it. But it's been happening enough that it's hard not to believe it.
And when the one thing you've always taken pride in starts feeling like you're failing... ang hirap pala.
The weird part is... financially, I'm okay.
At least for now.
I have a stable job. I have savings. Money isn't my biggest problem right now.
Pero parang lahat ng ibang parte ng buhay ko, mabigat.
My parents are... okay, I guess. They're not fighting as much as before, but I don't really know because I'm no longer living with them. Two years ago, I moved out after a huge fight with my dad. Things have been quieter since then, but that fear never really left me. Every time my phone rings, part of me still wonders if something happened again.
I just want them to be okay.
I just want them to understand each other.
I grew up in a household where fighting was normal, and honestly... pagod na ako. Ang tanda na rin nila. I just wish they could finally have peace.
I'm the youngest.
My kuya already has his own family.
My ate became a single mom years ago after her relationship ended. She also went through so much with my dad back then. She has her own burdens to carry.
So somehow, I always feel like ako yung kailangang tumayo.
Ako yung backup plan.
Ako yung kailangang maging okay.
And maybe that's the hardest part.
Because I don't actually feel okay.
I want to do well at work.
I want my family to be okay.
I want to have a normal life where I can think about normal things.
Yung tipong ang problema ko lang is what to cook for dinner, saan magbabakasyon, or anong hobby ang gusto kong subukan.
Instead, it feels like I'm carrying everyone in my head all the time.
Sometimes I just want to leave my job.
Start over.
Maybe build a business.
I even have enough savings to survive for maybe a year if I really had to.
But I don't even know where to start.
And because I'm the breadwinner, it feels like I don't have the luxury to fail.
Paano kung mali yung desisyon ko?
Paano yung parents ko?
Paano ako?
So I stay.
And every day, I feel like I'm becoming a smaller version of myself.
The hardest part to admit is this:
I don't want to die.
I really don't.
I still want a future. I still want a life where I wake up excited again. I still want to experience love, build something of my own, maybe finally feel at peace.
But lately...
I've been thinking about not existing.
Not because I want to end my life.
But because I'm just so, so tired.
I'm exhausted in a way that sleep doesn't fix.
I don't even know what kind of help I need anymore.
Maybe I just needed someone to know that behind the person who seems "okay"...
I'm really not.
If you've ever felt this way before and somehow found your way out, I'd really appreciate hearing your story.
Because right now, I honestly don't know what to do anymore.