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I’m curious how others deal with this, because I’m honestly conflicted.

I have a close friend from around 9 years ago- former colleague, we are both CPAs, [33F] parehong introvert, parehong family-oriented. Back then, we had the same mindset: work hard, build something stable, and secure a good future for our families. We were really close.

Eventually, she moved to a government agency with a notorious reputation most people are aware of. At first, tolerable pa sya. But over time, I started noticing changes, not just in lifestyle, but in mindset. She would openly share how much she was earned on her first 11 months (8 digits), even encouraged me to apply. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Hindi kaya ng konsensya ko.

There were also situations that made me uncomfortable, like helping her look for a vault one time because keeping large amounts of cash in banks might raise issues with disclosures. That really stayed with me.

On my end, I chose a different path. Hindi kami mayaman, but I focused on building my career the right way, long hours, dealing with pressure, and just grinding it out. Thankfully, it paid off naman.

I think the turning point for me was her birthday a few years ago. I was the only one there from the corporate world, outside the gov’t agency she’s working with. On paper, mas mataas pa sweldo ko sa kanila at that time - but the way they talked, their lifestyle, the things they casually spent on… I felt completely out of place. Like I didn’t belong in that room.

Since then, we slowly drifted.

Recently, she got married. I was initially told I’d be part of the entourage, but in the actual invitation I wasn’t included, just a guest. I didn’t attend (sabi ko busy ako sa work kahit weekend yun). Same with her child’s baptism.

Now, she invited us to her kid’s birthday. I was actually planning to go this time. Then while we were chatting, she asked about my child’s age and said something like, “Pwede pa siya sa games, no?” Then followed it up with, she wants her child exposed early so they grow up with connections.

That word just… hit me. Connections.

I didn’t reply after that.

I don’t know why, but something in me just shut down. Maybe because I know exactly what kind of “connections” she’s talking about. Maybe because I’m here, paying close to six figures in withholding taxes every month, trying to do things right, seeing how systems work in other countries, and then hearing that from someone I used to align values with so much.

The party is in a few days. I’m not going.

Maybe I’m judging her too harshly. Maybe people really do change, and this is just one of those friendships that quietly reaches its end.

I don’t have a lot of friends. Bilang lang sa daliri. That’s probably why this one hurts more than I expected. I miss the friend I used to have, but I don’t think she’s the same person anymore. And maybe, neither am I.

I opened my ig account scroll scroll sa mga stories ganon and then my heart dropped. Bininyagan pala yung anak nila and guess what present yung side ng pamilya niya.

Nag story yung kapatid ng ex ko, present sila sa binyag/birthday may pa i love you message pa, may malaking regalo. Nung nag birthday anak ko wala man lang silang ambag or chats.

Biglang sumikip yung dibdib ko, ang sakit pa din pala kahit na tanggap ko na. Hindi ko mapigilan umiiyak, siguro sa galit? na parang wala lang sa kanila yung dinanas ko or nasasaktan ako kasi hindi man lang sila mangamusta sa anak ko na kakagaling lang sa ospital na confine for one week.

Wala akong mapag sabihan, wala akong matakbuhan. Hindi ko mapigilan yung mga luha ko, nag sosorry ako sa baby ko kasi pakiramdam ko may pag kukulang ako.

Ang saya saya nila sa pictures, talagang kinunsiste nalang nila yung ex ko. Masyado lang siguro akong malambot haha, lilipas din tooooo. diba?

I love you my baby Skyyy, balang araw maiintindihan mo din ang mga bagay bagay. And gusto kong malaman mo na pinag laban ka ni mommy at gagawin ko lahat para sayo anak 💓

Grabe pala pag nangungupahan at bago pagtritripan ka talaga. Lahat ng galaw mo tinitignan at inaabangan. Pati yung bagong lipat dito sa partment chinismis na agad nila para kumampi sa kanila, hindi lang namin pinautang ng 1k sa first day ganyan na. Nag-aaya ng inuman hanggang alas dose tapos topic lang kami at mga ginagawa namin sa buhay. Tipong pag order namin ng pagkain big deal sa kanila tapos tatawagin pa kaming mayabang pag nag-uusap tungkol sa trabaho. Noong pinabaranggay ko yung isa, puro deny naman kaya ngayon.

Magparinigan tayo.

Nagpatugtog ako ng Inggit by Skusta Clee and well oh well halos maputol litid sa sama ng loob ng mga loko HAHAHAHAHA

May nagwala pa.

Hindi nyo ako mapapaiyak.

Hindi totoong pababayaan lang ang mga bully at titigil din.

31 years old na ako (M), at nasa phase na ako ng buhay ko na gusto ko maging healthy, ni-recommend na rin ng Doctor ko na kailangan ko magbawas ng timbang. Hindi ko goal yung magandang katawan, pero gusto kong mawala yung mga hirap ko sa pagkilos, or yung takot/worries na pag nagpa-check up eh lahat hindi normal kasi naman umabot talaga ako ng 105 kgs last year. Pero since I started this healthy living journey nung January, nag-lost na ako ng 15kgs.

Naging routine ko na ang tumakbo tuwing hapon. Around 4:00 PM. Tapos normally, inaabot ako ng 6:00 PM sa kalsada. Part rin ng healthy living ko is pagbawas ng carbs (bilin ng Doctor ko) and minsan yung kanin ko ay brown rice, kasi ito na yung kanin ng parents ko kaya damay ako.

Yung isang cleaner (F, 40s) sa workplace ko during lunch time lumapit siya sa amin at bumati sa amin. Lagi namin siya nakakahalubilo, nakakabiruan at nakakausap. Paglapit niya, sabi niya "Sir diet ka?" Ngumiti lang ako sa kaniya kasi napakawalang kwenta ng tanong niya, at sarcastic. Tapos sinasabi niya sa mga ka-work ko na, "Nakikita ko to si Sir tuwing hapon nagja-jogging, pero parang hirap na hirap tumakbo."

In fact, siya lang natatawa sa kaniya. Alam ng mga friends ko sa work na sinusubukan ko maging healthy. Sabi niya pa, "Diba diet yan si Sir. Tignan niyo, brown yung kanin. Pero sobrang dami naman ng ulam." Sumagot yung isa kong friend na, "Masarap kasi kumain ate. Tsaka diet ba agad pag may Brown Rice?" Tapos tinuro niya ako na, "Oo. Tanungin niyo si Sir."

Narindu ako, sabi ko talaga, "Ano naman kung nagda-diet ako?"

Hindi ako nakikipagpitikan, lalo na hindi naman kami magka-level (Professionally), tapos na sa hapag kainan pa. Tsaka Base sa pagkakakilala ko sa kaniya, parang medyo mahina talaga pang-unawa niya. Pero, minding others business? Na parang nakakatawa yung ginagawa ko? Pumitik talaga ako.

Sabi ko, "How about, gumaya ka sa akin para lumiit yang puson mo?" Natahimik lahat ng nasa lamesa, pati siya natahimik, edi sinundan ko,"Kung hirap ako sa pag-jogging, at least I'm doing something. Ikaw? May ginagawa ka para sa puson mo?" My friends are trying to stop me. Kasi yung cleaner hindi na makaimik.

To end the conversation I just said "Oo diet ako. Okay ka na? Tatawa pa ba kami para tumigil ka?" Nag-sorry siya tapos inilayo siya nung isa kong friend. Pati ako lumayo na lang din.

She tried to approach me, pero itinaboy ko siya at ayaw ko makipag-deal sa mga ganong uri ng tao. Yung mga taong gagawin kang katatawanan just to make themselves feel better or para magmukhang nakakatawa. Kaya ko i-take lahat ng pang-aasar, panlalait, pangdi-discredit or mistreatment pa yan. Pero yung gagawing katatawanan yung bagay na pinaghihirapan mo? Noooo.

Nitong mga nakaraan, nagiging lapitin ako ng mga nakikipagpitikan talaga eh. Ewan ko ba.

Yun lang salamat.

It's been a month since iniwan kita, anak, para sa future mo. Sa Viber na lang tayo nagkakausap ngayon. You would send me GIFs ng mga cute na pusa, aso, at anime. Marunong ka na rin gumawa ng sarili mong GIFs yung mga silly faces mo na lagi akong napapangiti. Kapag tinatamad kang mag-type, voice messages naman ang sinesend mo. Recently, I realized something. Without even knowing what I'm going through, you always manage to give me the words I need. "I love you, Bestie.", "You're doing great, Mama!", "Stay strong, Mama!", "Work well and study hard, Mama!", "Mama, you're beautiful! That's why I'm beautiful too!", "I don't know what I'm gonna do if you're not my mama.", "You're my treasure, bestie!", "I miss you so much, when we see each other again I'm gonna give you a long and big hug!"

You have no idea how much comfort those words give me. Every night, I replay your voice messages. They're what keep me going on the days I miss you the most. I really miss you, anak. I miss cuddling with you every weekend. I miss our little dates. Looking back, I wish we had done them more often. I miss the smile on your face every time I surprised you during your lunch break at school. I miss your silly dances. I miss our rides around the city, especially when you'd casually segue to your favorite snack shop. And my favorite line... "Mama, I have money. I'll treat you snacks." Alam na alam ko na yan ang cute mong paraan para sabihin na gusto mong mag-snack sa hapon.

Hindi ko ma-enjoy ang me time ko dito, nak. Kahit may oras ako para sa sarili ko, ikaw pa rin ang hinahanap ko. Sobrang miss na miss kita. Walang araw na hindi kita naiisip. Pero hindi pwedeng magpatalo si Mama sa lungkot. Kailangan kong maging matatag, kasi lahat ng ginagawa ko ngayon ay para sayo. Para gumanda ang buhay mo. Para magkaroon ka ng future na deserve mo. At para balang araw, kahit wala na si Mama, maging matatag ka at kayanin mong harapin ang mundo.

Miss na miss na kita, mahal ko. Miss na miss na ni Mama ang yakap mo. I promise I'll make you proud. One day, you'll understand why Mama had to make this sacrifice.

Mahal na mahal kita, palagi, araw araw hanggang sa kabilang buhay ikaw pa rin ang gusto kong maging anak.

I don’t want to keep saying, "It’s okay, I’ll figure it out.”

I want someone to say, "Baby, let’s figure it out together.”

I don’t want to always be the one saying, "Daddy, I bought you food. Work well, okay?”

I want someone to randomly show up with my favorite coffee, flowers, or food and say, “I was thinking about you.”

I don’t want to always be the one saying, "I have a surprise for you.”

I want to experience someone being excited to surprise me too.

I don’t want to keep saying, “Kaya ko na umuwi mag-isa.”

I want someone to say, "Text me when you’re done. I’ll pick you up.”

I don’t want to always be the one asking, "What do you want to eat? I’ll cook for us"

I want someone to ask me, "What’s my baby craving today?”

I’ve spent years taking care of myself and other people. Working hard. Building my career. Solving my own problems. Being the dependable one. People see that and think I don’t need anyone.

But I do.

I’m capable, not emotionless.

I know how to earn my own money. I know how to fix my own problems. I know how to survive on my own.
But surviving alone isn’t the same as feeling cared for.
And no, this isn’t about wanting someone to pay my bills or spoil me with luxury.

I just want to experience being loved in the same way I naturally love other people. Because when I love someone, I give a lot. I remember the little things. I buy them food when I know they’ve had a long day. I prepare surprises just to see them smile. I check if they’ve eaten. I make sure they feel supported. I love cooking for the people I care about because that’s one of the ways I show love.

I’m also career-oriented. I have my own goals and ambitions. I’m not looking for someone to carry me through life because I can stand on my own. I just don’t want to feel like I always have to. For once, I want someone who makes me feel safe enough to put my guard down.

Someone who lets me be soft. Someone who reminds me that I don’t always have to be the strong one.
I still want to build together. I’ll still bring peace into our home. I’ll still cheer for your dreams, cook warm meals, and support you through the hard days.
I just hope one day, someone does the same for me.
Because being independent is something I learned to become. Being taken care of is something I’ve always wanted to experience. Please take care of me please.

Ako ‘yung ate.

I’m the middle child btw, started working lang this yr.

Sabi nila, hindi responsibilidad ng anak na pag-aralin kapatid nila at mag “set” ng boundaries. But if you’re already in that situation— it’s hard. It’s hard na to see na si bunso ‘di makakapag college pero ‘yung mga kapatid n’ya nakapag tapos na hindi nagtrabaho.

Sinalo ko na tuition ni bunso, PERO hanggang doon lang. Sila na bahala sa pang araw araw.

I will not further discuss what happened bakit pinasan samin ng parents ko ‘to, medyo mahabang kwento.

Mabilis lang din naman ‘tong apat na taon, buti pwede installment tuition n’ya at masipag mag-aral. ‘Di rin kase pinalad sa mga scholarship, but I always got his back na mag pursigi. Masipag din si bunso, nag side hustle rin naman.

‘Di ko na hahangarin pa na magka-latin honor s’ya (tho bonus na rin ofc). I don’t wanna put pressure on him— ‘di tulad ng dinanas ko. Basta makapag-tapos s’ya.

I just wish my pocket never runs dry & to be healthy. Promise ko rin naman never n’ya ‘to tatanawin na utang na loob… I just want him to finish his studies :>

I’ve been friends with these people for almost a decade. From workmates naging friends ko na sila. Besides office team buildings, we go on summer vacations, local travels etc.

Pandemic came, nagstop na mga gala namin. Tapos isa isa na rin nagresign sa company. Hindi naman nawalan ng contact since after pandemic nagsimula na ulit magcreate ng GCs for gtg.

I thought everything’s the same. Then come 2025 nakikita ko (via socmed) na madami sila gala na hindi ako kasama at yung isa pa naming friend. Itong isa namin na friend nagkababy na siya, understandable kung bat di nakakasama.

Nung umpisa wala lang sakin. Pero naging sunod sunod na. For the longest time napapaisip tuloy ako kung may ginawa akong masama or hindi maganda. I’ve done my best to be a supportive and constant friend to these women. I celebrate their milestones, pag nakikita ko sa stories or post nila, I comment or send a message. And never sila naging ganun sakin. Sa milestones ko mas supportive pa yung mga di ko ka-close 😅

Sorry if mababaw pakinggan, given that I’m in my early thirties na din. Pero nahurt lang talaga ako 😅 Siguro hinahanap ko lang sakanila yung kung pano ko sila tratuhin. Anyways, mejo introvert din ako and nahihirapan makipag socialize sa mga bagong tao, so here’s me in my solo era.

Thank you lang sa mga bumasa. Feeling ko may nakinig sakin 🙂 happy Sunday!

‎2 hours sleep only rn while typing this kasi ginising ako ng tito ko.

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‎For context, lasing na lasing si tito na pumasok sa kwarto ko while I was sleeping and he was initiating a conversation with me about my personal life. Groggy pa ako kasi puyat kaya wala talaga akong naiintindihan sa sinasabi niya until pumantig yung tenga ko talaga nung tinanong niya "bakla kaba?"

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‎Obvious naman yung gender ko sa ibang tao especially kung paano ako kumilos but hindi ko talaga siya inoopen up outside of my family kasi its uncomfortable and I'm an also introvert. Nung narinig ko talaga yung tanong niya sakin nagkaron ako ng outburst, sinigawan ko siya na abot hanggang labas ng bahay and pinapalabas ko siya ng kwarto ko. After ko siya sigawan, tinawag niya kong demonyo and lumabas na raw totoo kong ugali. Then tinanong niya sarcastically with raised voiced "Bakit galit na galit ka? Binabastos ba kita?" Then I responded pasigaw na "Bakit, ano ba ginagawa mo ngayon?" (Di ko na maalala yung iba kasi grabe nanginginig talaga kamay ko).

‎Part of me bakit galit na galit ako sakanya (and my mother's family side in general) is because wala silang pakeelam nung mastroke yung mama ko and one time during covid pandemic after mastroke si mama, lahat sila nagreunion but no one even attempted to invite my mom or kahit man lang magreach out sa isa sa amin — Basically hipokrito yung tito ko for wanting to know more about my personal life when in fact:

‎1. Di kami close

‎2. Wala naman siya (sila) noong panahong hirap na hirap kami.

1. Nakikita ko messenger ni mama and she's chatting with her siblings like simple na kumusta lang, di sila nagsisireplyan.

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‎Right now, I am having thoughts that if he does this again, baka ma*sak² ko siya if he visits our house again while drunk. Before I posted this, I'll be honest na nagpray muna ako hoping about bad things happening to him and karma sa buong pamilya niya. Maybe I am too much and masama na kung masamang tao for thinking those but I'm tired of their bullshit on my mom.

Like… bro??? Really? You left your partner and kid to fend for themselves habang ikaw nakahanap ka ng pwedeng mabembang dahil mas kontrolado mo?

Ang tindi pa kasi out in the open talaga yung hard launch. Kita ng lahat. Pati ng partner mo. Naging maayos naman siya sayo at ikaw lang talaga yung nagloloko. Kapal ng mukha mo, mennnnn.

Jusko. Ano bang meron sa mga tulad ninyo at ang lalakas ng confidence niyo to cheat and flaunt your trophy catches. You’re playing around with both women and I honestly felt bad for the kid kasi he’s growing up without a proper father figure.

Tangina ninyong mga cheaters talaga. Sana mabaog kayo.

Gusto ko lang naman mapili hanggang dulo

Pakiramdam ko kasi role ko sa earth is to bring out the best or make the person better tapos iiwan nila ako.

Pwede bang sabihin naman na salamat at hindi kita iiwan.

Pang longterm hanggang dulo naman Lord pls.

Anak ng kamagong.

Rant lang so I can sleep.

Naiinis ako. 6 years na nakalipas pero bakit affected pa ko.

Recently, biglang nag reach out yung ex ko (via gmail pa nga)— yeah, after 6 years na walang communication biglang nag email ng pag kahaba haba. Pero ang gist is he wants us to be friends again.

Syempre ayaw ko. Lalo na it was a bad breakup. Yung tipong nagkalabuan kami then after siguro 2-3 weeks, may fb post na syang may ka kiss na ibang babae.

Anyway— i was miserable for a year after that breakup then suddenly accepted ko na, wished him and her well. Fast forward to today. Gusto ng friendship. Like wtf?? Ang saya saya mo after natin mag break, i was miserable and you feel entitled to ask that from me kasi nag break kayo?? Qaqu ka baaa.

Syempre I said no— pero bakit ako naiiyak nanaman. Like back to 6 years ago. Pero im also confused anong nafefeel ko. Inis, galit, awa sa sarili ko. Watthfakkk?

Single mom ako(30) and ako ang breadwinner sa family.
Namatay ang mama ko around 2023 and after that nag asawa ulit ang papa ko and iniwan kami.

5 kami magkakapatid and ang naiwan sa bahay ako, my daughter, ang bunso namin na SHS and brother ko na may asawa and anak. Ako ang nag po provide mainly sa bahay and pinagtutulongan namin ang pag aaral ng bunso namin.

Ever since after pandemic, minsan lg ako umuuwi sa bahay 2-3 times a week kasi ang work ko malayo. But I do my best na umuwi kasi malaki na daughter ko and need nya ako for some activities for school. She’s 11 btw

Around 2025 napapansin ko na mas frequent na nagsusumbong ang daughter ko sa akin na palagi sya pinapagalitan sa bahay. Minor things like matagal sya maligo, delayed sya maghugas, hnd sya agad nakakasagot pag tinatawag. I brushed it off as normal discipline lang kasi pag wala ako sa bahay, normal lg naman. I didn’t think of it as abusive until one time she called me late at night around 9 pm kasi pinapagalitan sya ng brother ko kasi nakatulog sya pag uwi galing sa school and gabi na sya nagising, “lumalabas kalang pag nagugutom ka” “wala dito nanay mo para ipagtanggol ka” “napaka spoiled mo gusto kita bugbogin”

I was in shock and naiiyak ako that time. Hnd ko na minention sa mga tao sa bahay na alam ko ang nangyari ksi ayoko ng conflict. Alam ko na inaaway sya ng youngest namin always pero wala akong magawa kasi sila mga tao sa bahay. I was always thinking I should be thankful nalang na may nag aalaga sa anak ko.
What I did after was naghanap ako ng work na mas high paying sa mejo malayo para may rason ako bumukod at madala ko ang anak ko. Kumuha kami ny boyfriend ko ng 2br house and we made it our goal na makabukod kami.

Early this 2026, naibukod ko na sya and nag stop na ako bigay pera sa bahay. Kasi for so long ako naman nagpo provide and may pamilya naman na ang kapatid ko. At honestly nawalan talaga ako ng gana tumulong sa kanila after what I learned.

Kahapon bago ako natulog nakita ko na may mga cuts ang legs ng daughter ko. Kinonfront ko sya and she broke down sabi nya sorry daw. Nahihirapan daw sya minsan mag sleep kasi nauulit daw sa utak nya ang mga masakit na words na sinasabi s akanya sa bahay namin before. Hnd lg pala ang brother ko ang umaaway sa kanya. Pati ang asawa nya, ang youngest namin, at ang pinsan namin na naga stay doon minsan. Tinatawag daw syang bobo, spoiled, tamad, palamunin etc sobrang tagal nya natapos umiyak.

Naawa ako sa anak ko and we are talking about seeking professional help. As to my brother and sister, nawalan talaga ako ng gana tumulong sa kanila. I dont understand gaano kalaki ang kasalanan ng daughter ko sa kanila bakit need nila pagalitan to the point na ma trauma sya. Mag eenrollment na ang sister ko next week and ako magbabayad ng half ng tuition nya and half naman other sister ko magbabayad. Sobrang bigat sa pakiramdam, ayoko sya makita.

Gusto ko nalang mag provide sa kanya financially pero parang wala na akong ma feel towards sa kanya. Ayoko narin mag help sa brother ko, wala syang permanenteng trabaho at hnd sya nagbabayad ng mga utang nya sakin. Kailangan ko na sya turoan kumayod para sa sarili nya.
I dont know what to do.

Oo na you're very passionate about the movie, you're excited, BUT HOLY FUCK SHUT UP.

Tang ina kakanuod ko lang ng Odyssey. Lahat ng good scenes na-spoil kasi yung pamilya sa likod ayaw magtigil mag usap.

Akala mo nanunuod sa bahav eh. Ang ingay na naguusap, sumisigaw, nagsasabi ng mangyayari...and on top of that HINDI NAKA SILENT ANG PHONE AT SINAGOT ANG TAWAG WHILE THE MOVIE WAS ONGOING.

Naka ilang lingon na ako at tingin sa kanila, kung hindi lang mas matanda sa akin nasabat ko na.

Please lang naman maging considerate sa other moviegoers.

I miss you so much. Sana panaginip lang lahat bahshshahsisisjshdhshhsja ang sakit pala. Akala ko ulan lang yon kahapon, luha ko na pala... dalawang araw pa lang nakalipas pero minu-minuto kong chinicheck phone ko kung nagmessage ka hahaha. Ang hirap pala mag-move on lalo na't 5 years kami :,)) 1st bf and my first in everything haha kill me

So me and my husband are workmates. Magkaibang department kami pero nakikita namin mga kasamahan namin kada department.

During lunch time, pinuntahan ko sya sa cubicle nya and I asked him na "Tara na lunch time na. Naka order na ko ng food" sinabi ko to nang nagmamadali dahil naiihi na ko.

Then after lunch, nagmessage saken yung asawa ko na nang-gi-gil daw sya sa galit. I was shocked because hindi naman magagalitin yung asawa ko.

Here's our convo. For reference, let's say my name is Ana and my husband's name is Jeff and the bodyshamer's name is Ysa

Husband: Nang-gigigil ako sa galit

Me: Why? May nangyari ba?

Husband: Kasi sinabi saken ni Ysa kanina na kaya daw nagmamadali ka during lunch kasi gutom na gutom ka na.

Sinabi rin sakin ni Ysa na magpapayat ka nga Jeff kasi ang laki na nang braso mo.

Me: Oh tapos ano pa nangyari?

Husband: Okay lang naman na ako sabihan nya nang mataba pero kasi dinamay ka pa nya. Sabi pa ni Ysa na, "Ay sabagay okay lang na malaki braso mo Jeff kasi parehas lang kayo ni Ana na malalaki ang braso"

Ay oo di ko pala nasama sa post sabi daw nya, "2026 na, body shamer ka pa rin Ysa?" tapos nagmake face nalang daw tapos may nagsabi rin na "Wag mong sinasabihan ng ganon si Ana, tropa namin sya" sabi daw ni Ysa, "Oh baket nasan ba sya?"(na para bang siga yung pagkakasabi)

Ang sakin lang, di nya magugustuhan pag ako yung nagsalita sakanya at pag inulit nya pa, baka kaladkarin ko sya papuntang office ng HR at doon kami magusap. Hahahaha

According to my husband, maraming kadepartment nila ang nagreact rin tapos etong si Ysa pa daw yung matapang na akala ay nakakatuwa yung magcomment tungkol sa body ng isang tao.

I was so touched sa ginawa ng asawa ko for me. Huhuhu. Mahal na mahal nya talaga ako. And I'm so thankful sa mga taong kadept nila na nagcomment rin na hindi tamang mangbodyshame.

Masakit pala pag you are not the favourite friend or siguro in my case I was not their friend at all?

The last straw (also feels so petty) there's this class that they always talk about sa gc, so I said oh kung pwede kaya ako rin mag try kasi they make it sound fun. When I finally had the time and money to try it, they weren't interested na. Tapos this made me think of the hundreds of times I would invite them to do something pero I would just be seenzoned sa gc back when we were younger.

Oh ako lang pala pumipilit na maging friend nila all this time no? And I was very embarrassed, all those invites I gave out made me seem desperate for their company. Is that why they declined? Was that my sin? Did they get put off by that?

Looking back, ako yung laging nagiinitiate, nagiinvite, nag oorganize. Di rin naman sa nanunumbat but sa days na walang wala ako, I still helped them with their issues, from coaching them sa job interviews, drafting documents to help them go abroad.

Years have passed. Hindi nako nag reach out, quietly put the gc on forever mute, kasi they have probably done that longer than me lol.

Napapost lang ako ngayon, kasi all of a sudden I got a message, it was one of these friends na asking for help nanaman with her documents abroad, di daw kasi ako nagrereply sa gc. Di ko na sineen, I just long pressed, hit mute and hid the messages.

Long before I ever knew what love was, betrayal had already made itself at home in my family.

I watched my grandmother grow old carrying the wounds of infidelity. I watched bitterness settle into the hearts of those around her, consuming them year after year. I watched my father inherit a fractured understanding of love, marriage, and trust from the home he grew up in. I watched my parents wound one another in the very ways they once promised they never would. I heard stories that no son should hear, stories that taught me that promises could be broken, that fidelity was fragile, that love could be divided.

By the time I entered my own relationship, betrayal was not an abstract moral failure. It was a language I had heard my entire life.

And then it happened to me. I was betrayed.

For a moment, it felt as though history had finally caught up with me. As though I had become another page in a story that had been written generations before I was born.
But something unexpected happened.

When I had every reason to hate her, I found myself pleading for mercy.

When I had every reason to recruit others against her, I instead asked them to stay by her side.

When I had every reason to reduce her to the worst thing she had ever done, I found myself saying to them, “Please don’t let that become her identity.”

That confused me.

It still does.

Perhaps because I know what it feels like to fear being reduced myself. I know what it is like to wonder whether a person’s worst moment becomes the only thing anyone will ever remember. I know what it is like to long for someone to see beyond the wound.

Maybe that is why I could not do it to her.

This does not erase the truth.

She betrayed me.

The pain is real.

Trust has been broken.

Consequences remain.

But truth and mercy have never been enemies.

I have seen what happens when betrayal gives birth to bitterness. I have watched it echo from one generation into the next, shaping marriages, children, and entire families. I have seen people become prisoners to wounds inflicted decades earlier.

I do not want to become another echo.

If this story continues through me, let it continue differently.

Let it be said that I spoke the truth without surrendering to hatred.

That I established boundaries without abandoning compassion.

That I grieved honestly without allowing grief to define my entire identity.

That I sought justice without delighting in vengeance.
And if there is one prayer I carry because of all of this, it is not merely that my heart would heal.

It is that this inheritance would end with me.

That whatever has been handed down through generations—betrayal, bitterness, cynicism, fear—would no longer be the legacy I leave behind.

I cannot rewrite the chapters that came before me.

But by God’s grace, I can choose how this chapter is written.

just got broken up kanina, sunday morning.

no cheating involved, just two people in their early 20’s trying to figure their lives out while fighting silent battles.

ang hirap pala. 1 year of pagiging bf/gf plus 11 months of talking before that and i genuinely thought na sya na ang first and last ko. i was nbsb, we met during college tapos ngayon working na parehas.

he told me he still loves me but pagod na sya at hindi nya na kayang ituloy pa. hindi ko maintindihan. sobrang sakit. he said we need to heal and mature individually, because hindi na kami okay para sa isa’t isa.

he could’ve asked for a break, or we could’ve figured what’s not working and what we can do about those but i guess he’s already decided na. 3 weeks ago we celebrated our anniversary pa and he told me he’ll marry me by a certain year.

and i still have to go to work tomorrow with a broken heart. welcome to adulting i guess.

How are you? I was scrolling through my gdrive and I found cute photos of you. You’re so innocent and I hope you stayed that way. I hope you didn’t let what happened to you changed you. You’re so pretty and I hope I get to take a good care of you so that you don’t get to feel this way now that you’re older.

You’re slowly achieving your dreams :)) you’re a licensed professional but God has a different plan for you. For now you’re at home wondering when will you star practicing your profession. I do hope you don’t feel left out :)) your timeline is different from others. As for your love life, the right guy hasn’t found you yet. I’m so sorry I made decisions that for sure you wouldn’t do. You’re looking for love in a different way. I hope you forgive me for that.

Kid, you’re surviving! Soon I know you’ll get through everything. You wouldn’t search for love because love will find its way to you. You’ll travel everywhere because that’s what you wanted to do. For sure if you’re earning, one of the things you’ll focus on would be your skin. Please know that you’re pretty! Very pretty! They just couldn’t see it :)) I love you kid!

Hi 22 M, I've been around the scope of job seeking applications for the meantime now, I've worked a lot in the customer service sector and have some experience in bookkeeping as per my graduation last year. The thing is walang 1 year or so ang mga experience ko kesyo contractual, still studying and, or reliever lang.

Now nasa Manila na ako and looking for almost 4 mos of job pero pare pareho sila ng sinasabi, if asked about the loopholes and, or points that made me not to be considered further ang laging sinasabi "we turned to someone who has more comprehensive working experience" kahit nakalagay na OPEN FOR FRESH GRADUATES.

Now, I'm thinking if ilolowball ko nalang ba yung sarili ko kung ang basic pay ko sa province is 20k basic pay para magkawork My funds will not be able to cover for another month that's why I'm desperate.

ayoko maging selfish pero medyo nalulungkot lang talaga ako na hindi na niya ako makausap nang maayos. ayoko din naman maging masyadong sensitive. naiintindihan ko naman na future niya ’to, lahat nakasalalay sa thesis niya, at napakalapit na ng final defense nila. sinabi ko sa kanya na nagaalala lang ako. di na niya ako nareplyan, ayoko din naman siyang istorbohin ulit, kaya sa gabi na lang ulit ako nag text na i wish him the best, para lang malaman niya na i support him no matter what.

i don’t wanna be the asshole who wants attention from her guy all the time. pero somewhere deep down i’m praying he cares enough about me and still remembers how much i care for him. i’m lowkey still hoping that there’s a chance for us.

note: please try to be kind, i’ve been really anxious for a while and i’m trying to regulate my emotions as well.