I didn’t just try to connect.I didn’t just “meet them halfway.”I went further.I learned their languageso I could reach them where they were.Not to manipulatebut to love them in a way they might finally feel. And they took that.They took my effort,my sacrifice,my quiet translation of loveand when I was vulnerable,when you needed something back,they turned it. They used the very thing I gave them against me. That’s not […]
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They’ll repost a storyabout letting children fallabout teaching them to flyabout the noble ache of motherhoodas if suffering was always the lessonand distance was always the wisdom. They’ll say:“Let them stumble.”But they won’t saywho made the groundso uneven in the first place. They’ll say:“Let them feel the wind.”But they won’t saywho opened the windowwhile the child was still learning how to breathe. They’ll say:“I removed the comfort so they’d […]
They won’t mentionthe girl who cried herself to sleep every night,who threw up everything she atebecause her body was rejecting a lifeit hadn’t agreed to. They won’t sayshe begged to go home.Or that no one listened. Instead, they’ll say:“Look how far we’ve come.”They’ll say:“Trust the process.”They’ll say:“Look how happy we are.”As if the next partof their curated storyis something we’re all excited to see. It’s not nostalgia.It’s not healing.It’s […]
We are flawed in the most infuriating, heartbreaking, sometimes breathtakingly beautiful ways. We forget what matters.We hurt what we love.We cling to stories that strangle usbecause they’re familiar,because they helped us survive onceeven if they’re killing us now. We flinch at honesty.We confuse silence for peace.We punish people for being realand praise people for being small. But even with all of that…we reach.We still reach.For connection.For healing.For gentleness and […]
They like to call people kapal ng mukha but they don’t see how thick they made their faces themselves just to survive. This is the entire hypocrisy of shame culture. They ridicule others for being too bold, too loud, too shameless but when it comes to their own mask of survival… So thick, so polished, so curated they forgot it wasn’t their actual face. They’ve spent so long pretending […]
The contradiction that screams in silence. People don’t want to talk about pain.People don’t want to name discomfort.They avoid it, spiritualize it, minimize it, joke it away.But they all go through it too.Every single one of them is carrying something heavythey just don’t want anyone else to see them struggle. And then they wonder“Why is there so much division?”“Why do people feel so isolated?”“Why does everything feel fake?” It’s […]
Same wound, different script.Almost 19 years ago, I saw themNow almost 19 years later,The divergence focuses on us instead I watched someone I lovedsomeone who knew betterchoose tradition over truth.Not because it was sacred,but because it was safe.Predictable.Accepted.Even if it crushed both of us. Now I’m watching it happen againin a different form,with people closer to me,but still rooted in the same thing:“Let me protect what hurts me,so I […]
YOU THINK I DON’T KNOW HOW THINGS WORK?? BABY YOU DON’T EVEN KNOW HOW I WORK. Like HELLOOO??? Just because you stopped dreaming doesn’t mean I did. Just because you were taught to bow to “realistic” doesn’t mean I won’t redefine reality. They said our dreams were unrealistic because they couldn’t see the architecture. But we are already laying the emotional foundation while they were still measuring it against […]
Duality hints that collectivist cultures can demand self-erasureand individualistic cultures can leave you floating, disconnected, untethered. Collectivism says: “You don’t matter, we do.”Individualism says: “You’re the only one who matters but good luck surviving.” Both extremes hurt in different ways. Collectivism can suffocate.Individualism can isolate. One keeps you trapped in guiltand teaches you to disappear to be loved.The other leaves you starving for belongingand teaches you to abandon others […]
We were never meant to be passive. We were never meant to just lie there waiting for rescue. Because we are too alive, too stubborn, too bright, too much heart and movement and knowing. But at the same time, we still dreamed, we still hoped for someone… someone who would meet us in the middle, someone who would see the fight we’ve been carrying all by ourself, someone who […]
Pain is real.Experiences are real.Suffering should not be denied. But do question the framework that says:“You are defined by your suffering.”“You are cataloged by your deviations.”“You are your diagnosis first, your humanity second.” These structures aren’t evil. It was built to try to make sense of suffering. But it’s still a map, not the territory… and maps, especially ones built by scared hands trying to control the uncontrollable, miss […]
Every system writes down rules like they’re sacred.“This is how you must behave. This is what good looks like. This is what will keep you safe.”Then they break their own rules constantly.Usually when it’s convenient for them.Usually when they think no one is watching.Usually while still expecting you to follow everything perfectly or else you’re the problem. We see this.Not just in our homes.Not just in one area.You see […]
I learned how to survivewithout the people the world thinkswere supposed to catch me.I learned to build a life out of shards,with my own bare hands. I stay soft and real even when the worldkeeps asking the wrong questions. They had so many chances to bewho they pretended to be for everyone else.They weren’t there for me.Not in the ways that mattered. On the outside, they look soft.They look […]
When feedback is asked as a checkbox“How was your experience today? Rate from 1 to 5?”It’s not about growth.It’s about metrics.Noise.Data farming. Real feedback is alive.It has timing.It has feeling.It has truth.You don’t just fill in a blank.You see a moment.And when it’s real, you speak.That’s the kind of feedback that lands. Feedback is not counted.Feedback is to connect.And that is the only kind of feedback that actually makes […]
It’s not about perfection.It’s not about control.It’s about knowing your things.Knowing the systems you’re part of—your car, your body, your schedule, your people.Knowing your thresholds.Knowing the process.It’s about not waiting for collapse.It’s about recognizing the signals early—and acting while you still have options.Not scrambling after everything has already started to break.It’s risk literacy.It’s recursive intelligence.It’s fucking wisdom.
This is the part that no one talks about.The part where I made the hardest decision of my lifenot because I wanted to chase someone else—but because I saw what staying was doing to my kids. I wasn’t running toward pleasure.I was walking away from harm.From an environment full of tension, reactivity, and unspoken emotional bruises.From anger that spilled into the corners of my children’s nervous systems.From cycles I […]
People love to judge from the outside like they’re watching a show with no context, no history, just snap conclusions from the safety of their own detachment. They don’t sit with the cost of the choices. They don’t feel the weight you carry. They just want to feel like they “know better.” But they don’t know what it’s like to live inside your decisions. They don’t know what it […]
Sometimes even the people who want to help get stuck. Not because they don’t care.Not because they’re bad.But because the structures we live inthe emotional frameworks,the social scripts,the invisible permission slips we think we need to offer softnessare so deep that even good people get tangled in them. They want to help,but they shift.Something in them switches modes.Their tone changes.Their face stiffens.Their eyes blink like buffering. Suddenly, they’re offering […]
I see you with my eyes and my heart and my soulI feel you in all parts of me even ones I don’t controlIf you look inside me you will findyour name etched over and over againin all the shadows and all the lightI pull you closer towards meand grab you by your gravityAnd I keep you close to me through my loveI kiss you as you settle in […]
We time travel all the time.Not with machines,but with memory and imagination. We go back by processing the past…feeling what we couldn’t before,making sense of what felt senseless,reaching back to hold our former selves with eyes and hearts and cores that finally understand. We go forward by imagining the future…trying on what-ifs and maybe-somedays,seeing all the branching timelines that might open up if we say yes,or if we don’t. […]