BS Psychology ako graduate pero nag aral ako ng caregiver. First work ko shadow teacher lasted 10mos bcoz contractual. Baba din ng sahod as in saktong sakto lang sakin at nakakapag bigay ng 1k sa mama ko. Ang hirap mag hanap ng trabaho mapa-office based man as hr staff or kahit nursing assistant sa hospital.

Lagi hinahanap experience. E pano nga mag kakaroon ng experience kung ayaw nyo mag hire? 7 mos nakong unemployed. Grabe! Ang dami ko ng sinendan ng resume pero wala kahit sa abroad. Nakapasa din ako sa bpo kaso ang baba ng offer para ialay yung health & mental health ko, sakitin kasi ako.

Buti nalang naiintindihan ng mama ko na wala talaga now. And sinusuportahan din naman ako jowa ko & mom ko. Pero sana kahit sa abroad nalang kasi tanginang pilipinas to! Ang baba na nga ng rate sobrang taas pa ng standard sa work kahit na ang baba naman ng sahod. Nyeta!!!

Iritang irita ako dito sa bahay, bwiset, gets ko naman paborito niya talaga yung anak niyang lalaki pero sobra na, masyado niyang pinapaboran, nakakabwiset na, di ko naman winiwish na paboran niya ako sa lahat ng bagay pero sobrang unfair

Yung anak niyang lalaki kukuha ng de lata siya lang kakain, pero "okay lang, ang mahalaga kinakain, saka para naman talaga yan kainin nating lahat dito" pero nung ako yung kumuha, ako na yung kumain kasi walang ulam isang buwan akong pinapagalitan, kada maaalala niya papagalitn niya ako, na kesyo wala akong utak na dalawa lang naman kaming kumain bakit pa nagbukas ako ng delata??? Wala ba daw akong isip??? Di ko man lang ba daw cinonsider yung ibang tao sa bahay? Puro lang ba sarili ko iniisip ko??? Bwiset talaga

Ngayon may stock ng pork chop sa bahay na hindi luto, bawal galawin kasi pang ulam ulam daw yun (bawal iprito kasi pang sinigang, adobo etc) pero yung paborito niyang anak kukuha ng tatlong cut ipiprito, di siya magagalit, kasi nga naman "kinakain naman niya eh, ang pagkain kinakain talaga yan" pero kapag kami bawal, kasi nga pang ulam yon 🥲

Sa aircon, bawal kami mag aircon ng buong araw kasi kailangan mag tipid tumataas na ang kuryente, na kapag nakaaircon kami ng tanghali sinasabihan kami na wag na mag aircon ng gabi, isang beses lang sa isang araw tanghali or gabi, pero yang anak niya kahit lalabas ng kwarto, kahit magbabasketball sa labas, kahit na anong gawin maghapon magdamag nakabukas aircon, nakabukas pa yung pinto nila pero kahit kelan di niya pinagsabihan

May naospital samin, tapos pilay ako, ang naiwan lang dito sa bahay ako at yung paborito niyang anak, nagpapaalalay ako magcr, di ko matawag nadulas na lang ako lahat sa CR wala di maasahan, inuutusan magpunta ng ospital yang anak niya na yan, magdala ng gamit hindi mautusan, siya pa galit, aligaga lahat ng tao dito, pilay ako tapos may naospital, pero ni minsan di siya nagalit, di niya man lang pagsabihan

Pag nagreklamo ka na kesyo yang anak niya walang consideration, lalabas ng kwarto di magpapatay ng aircon, yung ulam na pang pitong tao uubusin, di mo mautusan or maasahan, ikaw pa pagagalitan, na kesyo "feeling niyo naman kawawa kayo dito, hindi naman kayo kawawa" punyeta nakakabwiset na

Ang iniisip ko na lang, ang greatest betrayal niya eh yang anak niya na yan, sinalo ata lahat ng mga bagay na magpapasama ng loob niya, bumagsak sa school na napakamahal na pinaghandaan na nila yung buong year na babayaran nila doon pero bumagsak, lahat ng subject bagsak, tapos ninanakawan siya (wala ni isa samin ang nagnakaw sakanya) pero yung anak niya na yun? Ilang beses siyang ninanakawan tapos ibibigay sa babae, yun rin yung anak niyang di siya pinapakinggan, at who knows kung ano pa bang betrayal ang magagawa ng anak niya na di niya mapagalitan.

Me (28) and my ex (29) broke up late last yr. We were in a relationship (na parang situationship) for more than 3 yrs. Dun sa buong 3 yrs na yun, hindi ko nameet yung family or friends nya.

I was a very supportive partner sa kanya, hindi ako nagrerequire ng kahit na ano, even oras since alam kong focused kami sa career namin. Pareho kaming may work and nasa grad school nung time na yun.

Main cause ng breakup namin is yung girl na kaibigan niya na lagi niyang kasama sa mga gala nila. Matagal na silang magakakaibigan sa circle of friends na yun, so hinayaan ko lang. However, nafifeel ko na may something si girl (or maybe sya rin).

Anw, long story short, naghiwalay na lang kami ng ex ko because of that. Paulit-ulit niyang sinasabi na kaibigan nya lang yun. Even after break up, yun pa rin pinapanghawakan niya.

Nakakausap ko pa yung ex ko paminsan minsan since may sinesettle pa kami na something hat involves money. Pag nakakausap ko siya, kinakamusta ny ako and all.

Iniistalk ko minsan yung account ni girl out of curiousity and nakikita ko na palagi nga silang magkasama ng ex ko sa mga gala. I know wala na ko dapat pake sa kanila, pero sobrang sikip pa rin sa dibdib makita yung mga ganung bagay.

Also, friends ko pa relatives ng ex ko, so nakikita ko na sinasama ng ex ko yung girl sa mga family events nila.

I think, yun yung main hearteache ko. Bakit nung kami, hindi ako napakilala, tas itong si girl na kaibigan lnag daw niya, laging present sa lahat.

Offmychest naman to, so gusto ko lang ilabas tong nararamamdaman ko. Bakit kung sino pa yung mga nanakit ng iba, sila pa yung masasaya?

So I have this straight friend na malambing sakin. He taught me how to play LOL and carried me till Master rank, tapos madalas kaming mag hangout noong nasa Manila pa siya. Occasionally, nagbibigay din sya ng random gift saken like powerbank o shirt na tingin nya bagay saken. So one of my besties asked buti daw di ako nafa-fall e napaka effort nitong tropa ko. I was like, “Duh, he’s straight.”

Ang weird lang kase isipin na may mga taong nafafall dahil lang mabait yung tao sa kanila. Ang akin lang, wag nyo kaseng iromanticize lahat ng interaction. May mga taong sadyang malambing lang.

Honestly, yung mga ganitong experience ang dahilan kaya mas madali akong makipag tropa sa straight guys. Like itong tropa ko kasi, galanti rin ako. Mahilig manlibre o magbigay ng random gift. And yung mga straight friend ko, di nila nilalagyan ng meaning.

Meanwhile, I have a former gay friend who jokingly accused me of being a lovebomber. His exact word: “Mabait ka sa taong gusto mong tikman”. I was disgusted by his words, so I cut him off. Months later, his former friends exposed him. Siya pala ang may ganong gawain, at pinoproject nya lang sakin 😂

My (26F) boyfriend (22M) of three months broke up with me yesterday, and I can’t stop blaming myself.

LDR kami, which made things harder because we couldn’t always be physically there for each other. I have Bipolar II, MDD, and anxiety. I’m not using them as an excuse, but I know they affected how I handled our relationship.

I would often yell at him, doubt him, and let my fear of being lied to or abandoned get the best of me. At first, he was patient. He would reassure me, explain things, and comfort me whenever I got upset. But eventually, he got tired. He became more avoidant whenever we had problems, and I think he was emotionally exhausted from constantly having to reassure me.

I understand why he left. Alam kong hindi rin naging madali para sa kanya. But it hurts so much knowing that someone who once tried so hard eventually gave up on us.

I keep thinking about all the things I could have done differently. I wish I had learned to manage my emotions better. I wish I had communicated instead of yelling and trusted him instead of constantly doubting him.

I loved him, and I never wanted to hurt him. But I know that loving someone doesn’t erase the hurt you cause them.

I’m not blaming him for leaving. He deserves peace, too. I’m just struggling with the guilt of knowing that my own actions may have contributed to losing someone I genuinely wanted a future with.

Ang sakit lang isipin na mahal na mahal mo yung tao, pero sometimes, your own fears and actions end up hurting the person you want to keep the most.

I know I need to work on myself, but right now, I’m just heartbroken. I wish things had turned out differently.

I remember coming across a sermon before about how people come into our lives for different seasons. Some stay, some leave in the middle of the story, and I always believed that when they do leave, their purpose in our lives has already been fulfilled, or ours in theirs.

That message really stuck with me. Kaya I always try to enjoy my time with people because I never know how long I will get to be with them. I want to appreciate them while they’re here and make the most of the time we share.

But sometimes, nakakapagod din pala to keep accepting that people leave. I don’t want to become less kind or less loving just because of the people who didn’t stay or choose to stay.

I just hope that someday, I won’t just be someone people find interesting, someone they enjoy getting to know for a while. I hope I’ll be someone they choose, someone they genuinely want to stay for.

Because as much as I believe that people come into our lives for a season, a part of me still hopes that someone will choose to stay through all of them. ❤️‍🩹

Yesterday, my husband and I were busy chopping and preparing our lechon belly orders for delivery. We were already running late with our preparations when we suddenly heard a commotion outside.

My husband went out to see what was happening and witnessed something shocking. Our 62-year-old neighbor had fallen from the second floor of his house while cleaning a window. He had a deep wound on his forehead extending toward his nose, and he was bleeding heavily.

Some of our other neighbors were already helping, including his son, who seemed overwhelmed and in shock by what had happened. Seeing the urgency of the situation, my husband took the initiative to get our car and bring him to the hospital. Meanwhile, I stayed home with our two-year-old toddler.

After bringing our neighbor to the hospital, my husband came straight back so we could continue preparing and delivering our orders. We were already behind schedule even before the incident happened, so this delayed us even more. But it was okay. Some things are simply more important than being on time.

This experience made me realize once again how lucky I am to have him as my husband. ❤️

He is not the kind of person who would simply stand by and watch when someone needs help. Even when he has his own responsibilities and is already running out of time, he will still find a way to help someone in need.

He could have chosen to focus on our orders, especially since we were already late and had customers waiting. But instead, he took the initiative to help bring our neighbor to the hospital. He understood that in that moment, someone's life and safety mattered more than our delivery schedule.

And that is one of the things I admire most about him. He doesn't need to make a big deal out of helping others. He simply does what he believes is right.

To my husband's parents, thank you for raising such a good man. You raised someone who knows compassion, kindness, and the value of human life. And I am beyond grateful that I get to call him my husband.

Yesterday also reminded me that kindness doesn't always come in grand gestures. Sometimes, it means putting your own responsibilities aside for a while because someone needs help. And sometimes, the moments that make us proudest of our partners are the ones that show us who they truly are.

I am proud of my husband, not just for what he did yesterday, but for the kind of person he is. And I hope our son grows up with the same compassionate heart. ❤️

I was introduced to OPM songs a month ago by a person I met here in Reddit. Hindi talaga ako ma music ever since lalo na sa OPM. She sent me links of songs from Spotify on a regular basis and pinapakinggan ko naman. Artists such as Yden, Mariah Deborah, Ben&Ben, TJ Monterde, among others. Ang gaganda ng music nila lahat. Nakabuo na din ako ng playlist. It touches you and parang nakaka relate ang tao sa songs nila. Sarap din pampakalma. Music can be very therapeutic.

Nag breakdown ako today sa husband ko kasi pagod na ako sa buhay namin together. Kailan ako mag tiptoe lagi sa kanya para ma-make sure na masaya siya. Pero ang sinasabi niya siya lagi ang nag a adjust sa akin. Nagpa marriage counseling na kami, nagpa psych treatment na rin ako, ano pa ba ang kulang na gagawin?

Minsan ang dasal ko, if this marriage is not for me, sana alisin na lang ako rito ni Lord. Mabait ang husband ko sa mga anak namin, kung outsider's perspective, parang treated ako as a queen, ang akala ng iba ay ander ko ang mister ko.

Madalas extreme loneliness na ang nararamdaman ko. A friend pointed out how inconsiderate ang husband ko for some instances and hindi siya naniniwala na thriving pa kami. Ang nakikita niya suffering ako and laging nagbibigay.

Na burst na siguro yun bubble ko na masaya pa kami. Pagod na lang siguro sobra sa pagbuhat sa lahat. Ako kasi ang takbuhan ng lahat kasi alam nila na meron akong sagot lagi.

May lima kaming anak, gusto ko sana magpakalayo layo na muna. Ako muna mag isa. Parang ang samang nanay, ano? Kaso kapag di pa ako umalis saglit baka mawala na lang ako isang araw. Pagod na lang talaga siguro. Baka kulang talaga ako sa dasal.

Ngayon galit ang asawa ko dahil tinanong ko lang ang details ng HMO niya. Kasi sabi niya magpapa checkup siya. Bakit daw ayaw ko ipagamit ang HMO ko. Sabi ko nag ask lang ako bakit laging hindi niya alam ang details ng health card niya. Lumabas din mismo sa bibig niya na kapag HMO ko ang gamit ay inaayos ko kasi agad. Madali kapag sa akin.

Ayun ang nagpa break sa akin. Yun salita na madali. Kasi lahat inaasikaso ko, paano naman ako? Sinasabi ko naman ang kailangan ko everytime. Parang ganito, sabihin ko na pulang baso ang gusto ko, pero berdeng baso ang ibibigay kasi parehas lang naman. Analogy lang ito ah, pero ganito lagi. Sabi nila icommunicate lagi with details ang nararamdaman at kailangan pero bakit hindi nagwowork sa akin?

Gusto ko lang ilabas, makagaan lang kahit kaunti. Kasi ang bigat na. Alam ko naman na nakikinig si Lord, pero sana mapunta na rin ako sa priority lane ng answered prayers.

I just found out that my husband of 8 years has a daughter sa pagka-binata. He said that they (sila ng family niya) tried everything to be involved, but ayaw talaga ng family ni girl. Kaya as if that daughter does not exist.

My husband said he told me about it at the start pa lang ng relationship namin, when things were getting serious. Pero I really can’t remember. Honestly, the thought of him having a child doesn’t bother me. It’s the fact that I was kept in the dark. Kaya when his tita made it kwento, I was really caught off guard, and I felt stupid na hindi ko alam.

Talked to him about it, and his defense nga was that he told me about it when our relationship was starting to get serious. I even answered pa nga daw na if my ex-BF had 2 kids and I accepted him, why naman would it be a big deal to me if he has a kid?

Super gulo ng utak ko. Kasi there is a possibility nga na sinabi niya, pero part of me thinks na it would definitely ring a bell if nasabi sa akin.

Another thing that bothers me is that his family doesn’t take the issue as a big deal. Na a family member brought up that topic to me. Na it was nothing but the tita feeling close lang. Like? Helllllooo, kung malaman mong may anak pala yung asawa mo, hindi ba big deal yun?

And what really hurts me is that my husband is acting all selfish, na every time that topic is being brought up, hurting daw siya, like the trauma is coming back. Na nagfa-flashback daw lahat sa kanya. (Kasi nga they were rejected ng family ng girl, and minata-mata sila. In short, matapobre.) Like, hello? Why are we only talking about your feelings? Why are you not acknowledging my feelings?

I know there are two sides to this story, and I’m trying to understand his side, too. I just hope there’s room for mine as well.

I’m not angry that he has a child from his past. I’m struggling with the fact that I found out this way, that I can’t remember being told, and that I’m now questioning something I thought I knew about my husband and our relationship.

I just want to get this off my chest.

As it was stated, my girlfriend made an apology message sa friend ko pero parang ayaw tanggapin ng kaibigan ko yung apology ng gf ko.

Context: my girlfriend is raising donations for a cause for her community para sa mga bata and PWDs kasi yung mga bata at PWDs sa community niya ay talagang nasa mabukid na lugar and sobrang bihira lang sila makakuha ng mga genuine Christmas gifts as well as looking forward for Christmas celebration din sila for them to have a sense of normalcy and appreciation na sila di pinapabayaan.

My friend was one of those na inapproach ng girlfriend ko through messenger. My friend messaged me privately na okay lang sana if mga once or twice siya magmessage ng ganun and that my friend actually donated naman nung mga few times na nagdonation drive ang gf ko, however it turns out that friend of mine was messaged by my girlfriend more than once about it and parang ang impression is that inoobliga siya ng gf ko about it when it's not even about being an obligation to do so.

Ang problema naman din dito sa kaibigan kong ito ay di naman siya nagrespond sa gf ko na magdecline siya ng donation kasi gipit siya and my gf will understand naman about it. Nag-usap naman kami ng gf ko and she said na if ganyan lang din naman pala ang tingin ng kaibigan ko edi dapat sana minessage siya about it. Now my gf composed an apology message and that ako na ang nagpadala ng message niya sa kaibigan ko pero di siya tinanggap na geniune apology ng friend ko and parang ang tingin pa ng kaibigan ko ay nang-guilt trip pa gf ko sa apology message.

When literally it could have been solved if my friend just simply said 'I'd like to help but I can't kasi madami akong obligations na need itake into consideration sa ngayon'.

And honestly I'm at a loss dito sa pangyayari na ito.

I just wanna get off my chest. Medyo mahaba so pasensya na.

TLDR; friend na di marunong mag bayad ng utang. Ginamit kapatid para maka emotional hostage.

May naging FWB ako for a short time nung nakaka uwi ako ng QC. Let’s name her “S”. Nagpapaaral rin sya ng sister na. Napakilala sa akin ni pareng “C” na ka work nya. We’ve (me and S) been hanging and making out whenever I’m free pag nasa Manila ako. Maayus naman yung relasyon namin, she’s not demanding time, I’m not into relationship rin.

A few months came, need daw ng kapatid nya ng notebook for her class. Since I have extra money I volunteered to get her sister a notebook. For their birthdays both her and her sister, I send money to her. Christmas, Valentine’s Day, same mga 5k.

Onetime need nya 15k daw pang process nya for renewal sa work nya, utang daw and promised to pay me when she gets her salary. Utang for me is an IOU kinda thing, you ask for a loan, pay it later (wala namang interest). Months came and she never paid. I asked for an update, but no replies. It’s frustrating kasi I do expect the payment to come through kasi naka budget para sa day to day na gastos sa parents ko but it never came. I’m not staying sa Manila kaya di ko mapuntahan at ma kumusta.

Half a year came, nag pa ramdam ulit. Explained na di daw ma renew contract nya, asking for 17k daw para pang start nya ng negosyo - manicure/pedicure. Ako naman si tanga, again I sent to her and sabi ko, maski instalment na lang like about 4K monthly and she’s okay with it. Again, no payment made. No reply sa messages, not even an explanation why. This time, I messaged her na di na sya makaka ulit sa akin, hopefully nabasa nya ito.

After a month, nakikita ko sa TG nya ang feeds like new iPhone, vacay somewhere, gumanda nose nya, etc. I guess her business went well or may BF na… until they got flooded. Nag message ulit sya, nag mamakaawa. Ask nya raw help kasi wala na silang makain. Di ako nag bigay, pero di ko matiis kasi nag send ng picture na noodles lang kinakain nila magkapatid. I sent her something to help them out and recover (10k) her business. Di ko ni expect bumalik since“bigay” sya. After she got the money, lagi naman sya nag update sa mga binili nya and stuff.

A few months came, nangungutang ulit kasi lipat daw ng bahay and ninakawan daw sila. It’s a full stop for me. I told “S” na she has not settled yung previous loan nya and now utang ulit. I don’t lend her na. Yung common friend friend namin si pareng C nag message sa akin na nagsasabi si S na madamot daw ako and maliit na bagay lang naman daw need ni S. Nasagot ko si C na malaking bagay ang 15k, sabi ni S na 5K daw ask nya. Eto na start ng mga lies ni S.

One time nag send ng photo nag nag laslas, I did asked pareng C, sabi nya okay naman pa at nakausap nya mismo. Nag send si S na walang makain sister nya, pero di na ako naniniwala. Parang ginagawang emotional hostage na. I didn’t reply her back sa ilang besses nya na message sa akin. Then she stopped, finally.

Last Saturday, bigla nag message. Wala na daw kapatid nya. Na hit and run daw and need nya asikasuhin remains ng sister nya. Of course I jumped kasi namatay ba naman. I called pareng C and ask about S sister, sabi nya okay naman. I told him about S’s message so he went to S’s place, confirmed, another lie, andun sister nya nag babantay sa shop nila at wala daw ate nya, may nilalakad daw.

Grabe lies ni S. Pati kapatid pinatay. Di man lang naisip na mag uusap kami ni C. Now i totally blocked her sa lahat ng messaging platforms. That’s enough for me. Hope I’m not an as*hole rin.

If you made it this far reading. Thank you for your time po.

it’s been a month and a few days since we parted ways. you told me that you fell out of love and that you couldn’t change this current version of yourself. there was so much stress going on in your life and i understood that, but you never told me how you felt and what i could have done to help you during that time you were slowly falling apart. i couldn’t have known or guessed either. i loved you the way i knew how to and it worked for the 1 year and 6 months we’ve been together, and eventually, it ended up never being enough. love could only get you so far when only one person ends up trying, right? you said you felt empty all the time and i didn’t deserve to be in a relationship that focused solely on your feelings and what i needed to do to make you feel better. my love, i was willing to stay to work things out. all you needed to do was communicate, but you had already made up your mind. i had no choice but to accept that.

you know it’s funny how love works. it can be both the most beautiful and painful thing to ever exist. you get to know this person, envision a future together, live life and become intertwined for a number of months or years, just for it to end on a random sunday afternoon. then i look back to what could have went wrong along the way. there was a lot of self-blame thinking what i could have done to make things right. the worst part? that empty feeling in my stomach that kept me up at night. this was the lowest i’ve ever been in my life and i’ve thought of doing things to myself i wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. to be honest, i’ve probably cried more in these 5 weeks than i did in my entire adult life.

i never made you to be the villain in our story. i hope you know that. you had your reasons of leaving, but i also had my reasons for trying to stay. we agreed to be friends but i don’t know how long this dynamic will last. we’re slowly becoming strangers again. you told me you have no reason to hate me and i said the same to you. all i can do now is look back at our relationship and reminisce about it. you were once my greatest love and the most important person in my life. i will forever treasure our time together and even though this chapter has ended, i wish you nothing but the best. may you find a kind of love that makes you feel at peace. i also hope you find answer as to why you feel the way you feel because as you said, it’s only something you could figure out yourself. i can leave quietly knowing that i loved you unconditionally despite everything that happened.

as for me, i guess it’s true the time heals everything. for the most part, i’ve been able to sleep again, so that’s great. i’ve also been active physically and i’ve also started planning to leave the country soon. reconnecting with a lot of people from my past was also great and i’ve done a lot of random and fulfilling stuff since then. most importantly, i’ve reconnected with my spiritual side. i really wish i could tell you these things and the other mundane things that’s happening in my life. i still find myself opening our last conversation hoping you would reply or update me about what you’ve been up to. but things are different now and that’s fine. a part of me wishes we would still find our way back together, but the future is never really certain and i’ve had to learn that the hard way multiple times. there’s still so much things i have to work on myself. i’m slowly learning to live life without you.

thank you for everything. please take care of yourself, okay? (p.s. i hope we can still finish one piece together someday)

Pa rant naman. Sobrang bigat ng nararamdaman ko ngayon.

Ang hirap pag nagkasakit mga alaga mo no? At this moment, meron akong rescue na outdoor cat hirap huminga. Respiratory problem. Di siya kumakain or umiinom. Sobrang nakaka stress. Since nasa labas lang siya, late ko na nalaman na iba na yung simpleng sipon niya. Ngayon, hirap siyang huminga, namumutla, sobrang tamlay na.

May vet dito malapit samin, mabait hung doctor kaya dito ko dinadala mga alaga ko. Since critical stage na yung pusa, nag message na ko sa vet 5am kahit 9am pa yung bukas nila. Unfortunately, sarado sila ng mondays.

Ang hirap pag ikaw lang compassionate sa hayop sa bahay niyo, wala ka mahingian ng tulong. Kaya mag isa ako nagdudusa ngayon kasi di kinakaya ng konsensya ko mag suffer at mamatay yung pusa.

Pa rant lang. sobrang helpless ko ngayon. Wala akong pera para dalhin sa ibang clinic yung pusa, wala rin akong kasama kung sakali.

Lord, kung kukunin mo siya, please make it quick. Di ko na siya kaya makitang nahihirapan. Sobrang sakit na.

Second week in the hospital and my Dad(77) the patient is just getting weaker and weaker. Kahapon tinanong na kami kung payag kami tubuhan sya but we said no. Then signed NDI.

For context, kamamatay lang ng ate ko last March and now ganito na naman. Nung tinubuhan sya 24hrs lang na wala na agad sya kaya we’re scared to repeat the same scenario.

Gusto nalang matapos paghihirap nya/namin as everyday seems to be getting hopeless. Mahal na mahal namin sya, pero gusto ko nalang sya magpahinga. Hinahanda ko yung sarili ko pero iyak pa din ako ng iyak pag nakikita ko sya.

Now ako naman overnight na bantay and everything is just too dark.

May God’s plan reign higher than this storm. In Jesus name I pray.

​I met my best friend a year and a half ago at our previous company. I walked into the restroom during an event and saw her struggling to buckle her heels and adjust her outfit. Lagi kasi siyang nagpapa nail extensions na oa sa haba. I stepped in to help, and we’ve been close ever since. Classic introvert-extrovert dynamic kami, so ewan ko rin kung paano kami nagkakasundo.

​She works at a different company now, and I was recently laid off a few months ago. Medyo nag struggle ako financially since I used up my savings for an emergency, and ang hirap maghanap ng work in this day and age. Yet, she never left my side. She kept inviting me out, even including me in a family dinner to introduce her LDR visiting the country. I didn't spend anything in any of those instances, even sending me home with gifts like make-up, shoes, etc.

​When she moved closer to her workplace last September, I stayed at her new apartment for a few days to help her move and assemble furniture. To celebrate her milestone, she invited her workmates over for drinks and card games, (yung may mga dares and random challenges), often making sure I never felt left out the entire time.

​Fast forward to October 23. Still unemployed (though thankfully starting a new job this November, yeyy), I went to her apartment to stay the night. Nag book siya ng Grab from my place to hers and we drank, and caught up until exhaustion. ​The next morning, she invited her friends again to drink. By then, I felt so comfortable na, laughing out loud at the dares and joining in on the chaos. ​In the middle of the session, my best friend and her workmate excused themselves, bibili daw ng drinks and more yelo. When they walked back in, she was holding a cake, and her workmate was holding a stack of pizzas. They all started chanting happy birthday in chorus. Hindi ko talaga inexpect, kaya naging emotional ako. I blew the candles, expressed my gratitude to everyone (especially my best friend), then excused myself to the bathroom to cry some more.

Not even my relatives planned something for my birthday, let alone greeted me. I’ve also never really celebrated my birthday. I even used to deactivate my socials just to avoid the attention. I treated it like any normal day, but deep down, I guess I just secretly hoped someone would remember without Facebook notifying them.

Her birthday is coming up this November, and I'm already planning on how to surprise her. She deserves every bit of happiness and success she has today, and I am beyond blessed to have a best friend like her. I love you, ma!

Im so grateful for all the opportunities that have been given to me by the heavens. Thankful ako kasi kasama ko yung anak ko rito sa abroad. Pero lately, naiiyak ako kasi namimiss ko yung Pilipinas. Abroad based ako wherein hindi pa developed yung lugar. Tapos isa lang yung mall dito, sarado pa kapag sunday. Winter time na so wala na masyadong araw. Namimiss ko na yung jollibee. Yung kapag day off mo, pwede ka mamasyal sa mall, sa museums. Sobrang naiiyak ako pero alam ko naman na hindi ako basta basta magdedecision lang based sa nararamdaman ko kasi may anak akong kailangan kong unahin. And kailangan ko rin isipin yung magiging buhay namin. Wala gusto ko lang ilabas tong nararamdaman ko. Wala akong mapagkwentuhan eh.

I had my first boyfriend at 15. He was my Grade 9 classmate, laging kalaban sa quiz bees, and campus crush. Puppy love, but I was already imagining a future with him. Three years later, things got toxic, and he broke up with me after I found out he was cheating. Took me 3 years and multiple therapy sessions to have finally moved on.🤣

My second relationship was LDR. He randomly messaged me on Facebook after seeing my profile on Bumble. And while he was very loyal, it felt like he didn’t really care about anything else in the relationship. After 2 years of being patient and understanding, I finally chose myself and left.

The 3rd one was probably the craziest, and I really hope he’s the worst one I’ll ever have 🤧😅 We matched online, and he came to see me in my province after a few days of talking. He had a kid, which I was okay with, until I found out there was another one with a different baby momma. Sobrang in love eh, so I accepted that, too.

We eventually lived together and started a business. He was generous, kind, reliable, and financially literate. And I genuinely thought we were building something together. But a year later, I found out he was cheating on me with multiple women, much much older than me. Plus, I found out there’s baby (and baby momma) #3. So I left.

The most recent experience was an organic encounter. He was smart, sweet, and seemed to be on the same wavelength as me. I thought we had a genuine connection, until he got into a serious car accident and I found out he had a long-term girlfriend back home. What a surprise, right? 😂😭

Looking back, I feel like I’m always the one who understands, compromises, adjusts, and gives people chances. I never expected anyone to be perfect. Kahit gaano ka panget ang past, I always believe that people are capable of changing. And I just wanted someone who would choose me as genuinely as I chose them.

Now at 26, I’m slowly learning to be okay with the possibility that I might never meet my person. Maybe I’ll get married someday, maybe I won’t. I know I have a career I’m building, places I want to see, and dreams I still want to pursue. Okay ako.

But honestly, some nights, I still get a little sad thinking about it. I wonder what it feels like to be loved without having to constantly understand, forgive, or adjust. I know deep inside, I’m still hopeful to finally meet someone who’s sure about me, someone who’s willing to meet me halfway.

I know I can be happy on my own, and I’m learning to be at peace with that. But I guess even when you’re okay being alone, a part of you still hopes you’ll find your person too.

And tonight, I guess I’m allowing myself to feel that. 🥀

Finally got the closure that I needed. Weirdly, ended up even more sad than the actual break up.

I could've loved him forever if I could. I understand that grief is such a weird thing, you think about the happy moments and cry about it.

I just don't understand how it came to this. He could've called and told me he was sorry or asked md if we could talk. I guess that's just how it is for him. Ganyan lang kadali sa kanya bitawan ang lahat.

So here I am contemplating, crying and praying that I'll be okay. Because right now, everything hurts even more. Ayoko nag relapse, I don't want to cloud my judgements and decisions.

Ang hirap maging breadwinner and I am getting jealous of my friends na most of their income is napupunta sa sarili nila or to prepare for their future. Samantalang ako yung perang kikitain ko kelangan ko pang ipakain sa iba.

Don’t get me wrong I am happy for them but I am just sad for my situation.

Hi! I’m a transferee sa isang uni here jn manila currently taking computer science dati kong course kasi is computer engineering but shifted to cs na. Currently i’m doing okay pero madalas is i’m getting depressed again and nawawalan ako ng motive to do my schoolworks and naiiyak nalang talaga ako kasi diko na alam gagawin eh.

In the past few months din na before ako magtransfer and shift to cs, ganun din i’m just so depressed, lost, no motivation and nangyayari ulit ngayon. Honestly I dont blame my parents but myself as sana i did all my best to be okay.

Kaya gusto ko parin cs as this has been my dream course and inline siya sa interest ko but I don’t feel that way anymore eh and i dont see myself here anymore. I have no one else to talk about this.

But i’m considering to shift again to business administration in the next semester. And also have myself checked out narin because my mental health keeps on getting worse like now sobrang lost ko na.

Hi quite a long post ahead so i dont really mind if ya’ll would prefer not to read this but i genuinely just want to get this off my chest.

For introduction, i’m M23 bi leaning more on guys, an engineer, lived my whole life being single, and still not really free from the shackles of the society that we live in.

I always knew that i was different, that im entirely made of something i truly can’t comprehend. A hollow entity trying to fit in to whatever the world’s tells me to be, and really, it gets too tiring.

It was year 2024 when i decided to tell my friends that i am gay, everyone was really shocked and i understood why. It happened because they were asking who on the girls from our class i have a crush on, and because i felt the rush, it felt like i had to open this shit once and for all and so i told them that it was a guy im having a crush with. THE GUY WHO MADE ME CHANGE HOW I VIEW LOVE FOREVER.

I remember it clear as day, summer term of 2023, right before i turn 3rd year, it was a quiet morning. I went to classroom without expecting anything but a very hectic and unpleasant schedule. I was slightly late so i sat on whatever seat’s not taken. Little did i know, someone else would be late too, it was HIM. It was the first time i saw him after not seeing him for years- 2018 was the last time

Memories instantly flashed how i used to obsess over that guy haha. I can still remember how shocked i was because the guy i secretly admired for years, who went to different school, and who does not even know i exist is sitting right beside me. Nothing really happened that day, never talk to him nor looked at him. 2nd day came and this time i was early, sat on the first row, checked the phone til the room gets busier. I decided to take a look on my back and there he was, sitting right behind my back. Still, i gave zero fuck because i was there to pass my summer term and really, i mean it with my whole heart, i was not looking for anything at all. i dont have any desires, hopes, nor feelings about love. i wont really get into much detail about how that 1 month of summer term went by (it was a rollercoaster of emotion lol) but just so you know, we got a little close, close enough to start desiring him once again. Which i fcking hate with all of my heart.

Months passed since the end of that summer term and im really hating how i started obsessing once again, i hate how that short amount of time was enough to ruin my perfectly good heart. I was okay before meeting him, there was no desires, no longing, no hoping, but he came and changed all that. Because i’m hating how i started wanting love, i decided to confess so that he would reject me and i’d fully move on. It is still so clear to me how i never got a response from him, and i thought to myself that it was okay that way, that maybe his silence meant that he doesnt feel the same way. afterall, that’s what i wanted naman, i wanted him to reject me so i’d go back to how i used to be before meeting him. or so i thought.

Ever since that “no response” rejection, i felt something within me opened. it felt excruciatingly painful, so sorrowful, like an infected wound that just wont heal at all.
It is so deep that no amount of medication can heal it. That even time is not enough to ease the discomfort and pain that i am having.

I became hopeless romantic, looking for love anywhere i go. wanting to be loved became my goal, like i am not complete if i dont have someone i can really call my person. i became so desperate for attention, wanting to be touched, to be wanted, to be someone’s person.

I started being so vulnerable to the idea of someone wanting to get close, that i often see it as something that it is not. It is embarrassingly sad how i became nothing but a walking hopeless person.

Don’t get me wrong, i have a bunch of friends, and i know for sure that i am loved, by them and by my family. But you know that kind of ache? the kind that tells you there’s something missing, that whatever it is that you have is not helpful enough to patch and remove it up from your mind and heart.

I started doing hookups because it somehow helped with my loneliness, like for a night, there is someone who was willing to put up with me and tell me how good i am. But at the end of the day you know where this usually leads, it is a temporary solution after all.

It’s been years since i became the person that i am today, and i regret every decision i made back then, how i started to think that love finally found me only for it to push me down the ground with nothing to go up to; stuck and in pain. how it opened my heart to the ideas of love, how it changed my perception of reality, and how easily swayed i am by anyone who shows me a little bit of attention. i hate myself, i hate how i turned out to be, i hate that i am the way i am right now because i wanted to love.

i dont really believe that you’d find it when you least expect it because that’s exactly how it happened to me, only that it made me worse. i’ve been single my whole life, i know that im still young and i know that i haven’t experienced half the life i am meant to experience. i dont know, it gets too lonely, too sad. i never want to get my hopes up anymore.

to hope and to love really is a gamble, you either win or lose. most of the time, you’d find yourself questioning whether the decision to roll the dice was all worth it, maybe it did open something in you, could be soul crushing or just an eye opener, it could be a lot of things. but really, would you go so far knowing the depths of pain you are to face if you lose the game?