I wish you were here to tell me what to do. To remind me that love doesn’t always mean staying. That walking away from something that breaks me doesn’t make me weak. It makes me brave.
Dear Mama,
I don’t know how to carry this kind of pain today. My heart feels like it’s been shattered into pieces, and no matter how strong I try to be, the tears just keep falling. After 5 years and 7 months, it’s over—and I don’t even know how to breathe through it.
I keep asking the Lord if I did the right thing. I keep praying for signs, for peace, for strength—but it still hurts so much. I gave so much of myself. I tried. I stayed. I fought. And now I’m left with silence where love used to be.
Mama, I miss you so much. If you were here, I’d run into your arms, and you wouldn’t even need to say a word. Your hug alone would be enough to tell me that I’ll be okay. That I’m loved. That I’m not alone.
my parents and friends didn't know how stress i am, like they only see me chilling and doing nothing but that truth is, i'm drowning on my depression and anxiety.
no one talks about how hard it is when your mood is constantly switching between "it's okay, i don't care. i'm fine" and "i don't know how much more i can take"
Blessed to get 2 reservations of Nissan Terra today. Medyo pressure kay its my 2nd week sa work and dako expectations ako manager mka lima ko rn 🙄😜 huhu nag adjust ptwn ko HAHAHA
But still, thank you Papa G 🙏🏻#thinkpositive
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