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11/04/17
I realized that this year was a lot of distractions and still finding my balance. Distractions that were good but mostly the bad. Although, questioning a lot with myself. But mainly asking myself did I really found peace? Did I fully forgiven myself? And when will I stop beating myself up about some stuff in the past?
This year was mostly a blur but I am tryin to figure out how I was. What were my actions and what did I really accomplished. I can be very forgetful but I am thinking about how well I did earlier this year. Blur.
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it's okay to love urself, ya kno?
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Love yourself so much that when someone treats you wrong, you recognize it
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How terrible is it to be called beautiful, smart and strong but end up being alone every night.
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Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of it’s constant hunger for whatever it is it wants. The way it stops and starts.
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10/23/2017
Last weekend was very stressful, but mainly I felt attacked. I was verbally abused which shook me. I just don't understand how someone can often attack you verbally. Ruining you happiness. And the weird thing is that I had no intention to ever annoy or bother her. But for some reason I'm just a punching bag to her. Still, giving her the cold shoulder and I need major space from her. It has been emotional ride. Oh btw, dropped like 2 grand cuz I had to save her ass to buy a flight ticket (Going back 2018). So my bank account is fucking tragic and depressing. Of course I'm getting paid back but cmon dude. Be prepared for this type shit. Next don't use so much shit on ur credit.
It has been very depressing and I'm fully drained. My mind is just a tad crazy but of course a lot of emotions.
Btw typing this post at 5 AM so. Sleepy. Kinda.
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distraction is key atm
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5. 02/06/2017
Hi! YES! I’ve been wanting to share this post since I came back from my Philippines trip! This post really means a lot to me because it has to do with the fact why we went there. Before we get into it, pleaseeee excuse my grammar and bare with me alright? It’s a lot to let out cuz my feels. BTW the reason why I didn’t made a post earlier is cuz I wanted more pictures from my trip. Luckily my Tito was my photographer haha. I’ve been meaning to get the pictures from him but he’s in marines soo he’s been busy which I patiently waited! Sooo shoutout to my Tito! Hahaha. OKAY!
After we settle things in our home, we would almost go out everyday and visit our relatives. Mostly my mom side because we’re a huge family and of course my dad side too. Usually, I don’t know what’s happening because my mom would tell me to get ready and go out with her. But then she lets me know where we’re going. But this time, on that day, my mom woke me up and it was 5:30 in the morning. I would usually wake up at 7 in the morning because of my dog Lucas who needs to do his business and go for a walk. But anyways, she told me we were going to a shrine called Kamay Ni Hesus. We weren’t the only ones going to the shrine, my cousins and auntie came along with us. Especially my cousin Jong. I was happy to see him because he’s usually in bed, resting. Jong can’t do much because he has a tumour on his head. I don’t want to get too personal about him but you guys get the idea. Plus just the thought of him coming with us is great because I get to hangout with him. I thought to myself how he’ll have a lot of blessings and I would pray for him.
The ride was long and my sister got car sick cuz the roads are bumpy and different compared to where I live. This place was huge and have a lot of sculptures. But the whole idea of this place is Jesus. It’s crazy because Jesus was literally all the way up at the hill. From my perspective it was a long way to get there by going through those steps. I felt sick just staring how far it is but excited at the same time. I was ready. But first, they wanted to go the church first because of Jong. Unfortunately he couldn’t come because well, he can’t walk so he’s in a wheel chair. It’s good that he’s out of bed, you know? My other cousin decided to stay with him which i understand. My sister though, she was feeling nauseous ever since the car ride. Plus she was hella tired cuz we woke up early. I was kinda disappointed because I thought we were both going to do it together. But I realize a few things. Ashley (sister), she has asthma and doesn’t wanna risk it. My mom couldn’t come with me because there’s just too many stairs, plus has osteoporosis. They decided to stay at the church. I was bummed but that didn’t stop my Tito though. He was encouraging me to come with him. I agreed and my tita and auntie came along with us.
We all had a lot of energy going up the steps at first. But we had to take a breather because of my auntie. We also took the time to look at the amazing statues that was placed on the hill. There was one artwork where it was a small fountain and Mary was in it. They told me to make a wish and gave me 1 pesos. I instantly thought good health for my family but I didn’t threw the coin. Instead, I wished for my cousin Jong to feel better. A miracle for him. That was my wish. And so it hit me, I was determined to reach at the very top. I wanted to do this for Jong.
My tita and auntie decided to chill halfway on the steps because they were pretty exhausted. So it was just me and my tito. Going through all those steps was pretty much a workout if you didn’t take any breaks to be honest, haha. While I was going up, I saw a family with their lola (grandmother) and damn. I was hella impressed. She was committed to go all the way at the top to see Jesus. It was just crazy to see an elderly do this, you know? So I thought that was pretty inspiring. Walking all those steps wasn’t stopping me at all because all I could think about is Jong. I was holding on and eventually I made it to the top with my Tito! I was so fucking happy and there was a lot of people chilling at the top, resting. I was so damn proud of myself going through over 300 steps. The statue of Jesus was huge! Amazing! However when I turned around to see the view, left me speechless. The palm trees, hills, mountains, just everything. Beautiful view.
My Tito told me to follow him and we were close to Jesus. He said to put my hands on Jesus and pray. So I prayed, prayed that Jong deserves a miracle and not suffer. He’s just kid. I wanted him to live a long happy life with his family and have bright future.
..On our second last day staying in the Philippines, Jong passed away. On my last day, we arranged a viewing for Jong before I went to the airport. I was so heartbroken and a mess. I can’t tell you in details what I witnessed because reality fucking hit me heal hard. It’s too much for me to explain. It sucked so much cuz I had to leave my family with this, you know? I wanted to stay another week to be supportive for them but fuck man, we had to leave. I was so mad and frustrated. Just on a new type of low that I can’t explain.
After all that, I eventually healed and so did my family. Jong is in a better place where he doesn’t have to suffer no more. He’s looking over his family. Jong will forever be loved and missed.
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