The way my group chat goes from talking about serious world problems to talking about penises in two seconds flat is hilarious. The range is crazy and I love it. 🏳️🌈
Ok joking aside, I'll speak up about my exp in the hopes that it inspires other people to do so.
Let me preface this by saying na it happened some time ago na, and I chose to keep silent because it was just one more thing to repress, I also don't know if it's the same person -
I cry when I remember my lola. Like anywhere, anytime. I’ll never forget the moment at her wake when my OFW uncle stood by her coffin and said, through tears, 'I still wanna give you so much.' His voice cracked, but the pain was loud. That moment never left me. 💔