In the end pa rin naman, no one else is more responsible for cleaning the shit out of your ass than yourself. And kung mabaho ka, then you have no one else to blame but yourself.
Seeing as we have no choice but to move forward, then letโs get this bread with our heads held high.
Writing in a journal is amazing in the sense na youโd be surprised after rereading kung sino ka at a certain point in time - what were your concerns, what keeps you up at night, what were you looking forward to, what are you most dreading, what gets you up in bed at the morning.
Hmm maybe thatโs it, itโs the fallacy and arrogance of the main character - where tingin mo, youโre the only Sisyphus rolling his boulder upwards forevermore and na everyone has it easier.
Maybe get your head out of your ass and see na everyone has their boulders to roll. Maybe.