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I availed of the Philhealth covered Impacted Tooth Surgery.

ISA lang pinatanggal ko.

Around April, I booked 2 separate ONLINE appointments from PGH and EAMC. I received a schedule from both.

3rd week of April: I went to the PGH appointment and was only given a schedule. I brought my panoramic x-ray, and I was given another schedule, 2 months from that day. Yung schedule na yun is for the actual checkup, NOT surgery.

4th week of April: I went to EAMC before 7am. Wait lang sa labas kasi there is a separate time for OPD ng dentistry and surgery. May ipapa fill out lang sa reception, and you need to wait to be called. The dentist called me, I showed my panoramic Xray, and the process was discussed to me. I was also given a prescription in advance of the things that I need to prepare. The entire process took 1 hour or less. Surgery schedule was also given. I also received the requirements needed. The requirements are Philhealth MDF, Qualifying Stub (From Malasakit Center), CSF FORM (from employer), and photocopy of panoramic xray. SINCE I GOT A SCHEDULE, I cancelled the PGH appointment.

3rd week of June: I went back to the Malasakit Center of EAMC to get a qualifying stub from Phihealth. Duration: 30 mins.

Last week of June: day of surgery. I went there 2 hours before my scheduled surgery. I waited for my turn, and the entire process took one hour. After the surgery, the doctor explained the DOS and DONT, and when I'm supposed to go back para tanggalin yung tahi. The doctor issued additional prescription.

The doctor will also give a form that you need to bring to the BILLING section. The process in the Billing section took around 30 mins kasi marami nakapila. The BILLING section will issue the STATEMENT OF ACCOUNT. Yung statement of account dadalhin mo pabalik sa DENTISTRY. The end.

No pain during the surgery, but since nawawala yung anaesthesia after, the pain becomes more evident habang pauwi ako. Every movement of the car contributes to the pain.

The price range of the operation in my area is between 30K-40K, and that's a big sum of money.

Hi, long time lurker and just wanted to post this somewhere.

We broke up towards the end of last year. 4 years together boiled down to her wanting to pursue another guy cause he gives her "butterflies" while I tried to fight for us, even throwing every bit of pride I had away and begging her through tears to reconsider. She was steadfast in what she wanted and in the end I let her go.

The first few months were the worst. I had to unlearn small behaviors in my daily life, from reaching for my phone first thing and wishing her good morning to not buying too many snacks from 7/11 since there isn't anyone to share them with. I'd often be alone with my thoughts after work, plenty of what if's that I would ask over and over. Travel plans and the countries we were going to visit and even the plan to get engaged as soon as she was more stable at her job. The anger and sadness I felt during this time would always leave my chest feeling numb, like there was nothing there and I would carry this feeling during day to day life.

As the months continued, the people around me started noticing a change in my behavior even commenting that they felt that I wasn't all there. The negative feelings and numbness culminated 2 months ago, after getting home from a particularly bad day of work I broke down by myself and ugly cried for hours, this was the first time since the breakup that I'd cried and the sense of relief I felt in that moment was immense. I'd eventually pass out from the exhaustion and take leave the following day to mentally recover.

The day after my breakdown I promised myself that I would change, I signed up for the gym and I even set up a strict schedule to follow, I took up hobbies that took me outside and away from being alone with my thoughts for too long. These changes leads me to this morning, I woke up feeling rested but more than that I didn't feel the numbness in my chest after such a long time. I still have plans like going to therapy but for now I'll take being able to feel normal again as a big win.

Inggit na inggit ako sa mga taong may pangarap at gustong maabot sa buhay. Yung may bagay na ibibigay nila ang best nila para ma-achieve.

Ako kasi kumikilos lang, hindi dahil may kulang or may pangangailangan, kumikilos lang dahil wala lang.

Lagi lang akong "average" sa mga bagay na ginagawa ko, mapa sports, academic, or kahit sa mga online games. Kung papasa or mananalo, go. Kung hindi papasa or matatalo, okay lang din.

Inggit na inggit ako sa mga taong binibigay nila yung best nila. Kasi ako? Hindi ko alam kung saan ako magaling at hindi ko din alam kung ano ba talaga amg gusto kong marating.

Please, no judgment. I’m trying my best to understand him while also being honest about how hard this has been on me.

My (22F) little brother (6M) was clinically diagnosed with mild autism. He’s what I’d describe as “high-functioning” in terms of academics.. he’s actually advanced for his age and learns things very quickly. However, his doctor said his socialization skills are closer to those of a 4½-year-old, probably because he was a pandemic baby.

He goes to a regular school. As far as we know, he isn’t being bullied. His classmates are kind to him and often approach him to play. He can make friends and does play with other kids, but socially he’s still behind compared to his peers.

Every single morning is a battle. He doesn’t want to go to school, throws tantrums, cries, and sometimes repeatedly says “I hate you” when he’s upset. During his outbursts, he also becomes physically aggressive. He’ll hit, kick, scratch, or hurt whoever is trying to help him, and it can get really overwhelming. Once he calms down, he’s usually okay, but getting to that point is exhausting for everyone.

He also avoids eye contact most of the time. If you talk to him, he’ll often look away instead of at you. Even when taking pictures, he rarely looks at the camera.

One thing we’ve noticed is that gently brushing or rubbing his arms and legs seems to calm him down, so we sometimes do that during meltdowns.
He can have conversations, but they’re usually centered around his favorite football player. If you ask him about his day, he’ll answer, but only in bits and pieces instead of telling a full story.

What has been especially hard lately is how my parents handle his behavior. I know they’re doing their best and I understand that parenting an autistic child is incredibly difficult, but it feels like they’ve become so used to giving in or letting things slide just to avoid another meltdown. I understand why, but it’s getting to the point where it feels like there are almost no boundaries during his outbursts, especially when he starts hurting people. It leaves the rest of us feeling helpless, and honestly, resentful sometimes.

I love my brother so much, but I’m struggling. His behavior affects our entire household, and if I’m being honest, it affects my own life too. There are days when I get so overwhelmed that I just want to shut him out and avoid him completely.

Kanina lang 'to nangyari. Pagpasok ko pa lang sa office, excited na excited na ako mag-lunch kasi nilagang baka ang baon ko. As in internally, sumasayaw na ako sa saya habang hinihintay mag-12.

Pagpatak ng lunch break, dali-dali kong kinuha yung baon ko. Habang ina-unpack ko siya, napatingin ako sa maliit na mirror sa desk ko...

Tapos nagulat ako.

Nakasimangot ako. 😭😭😭

As in hindi yung "serious" lang. Legit mukhang malungkot. Yung tipong parang kakareceive ko lang ng bad news, kahit sa utak ko ang tumatakbo eh, "YES! NILAGANG BAKA!"

Ngayon gets ko na siguro kung bakit minsan tinatanong ako ng mga tao kung okay lang ba ako kahit wala naman talagang problema.

May mga taong may resting bitch face... ako ata default resting sad face. HAHAHAHA.

Please tell me hindi lang ako. 😭

Totoo naman. Kapag tumulong, dapat hindi nag-eexpect ng kapalit.

Pero kung lagi kang humihingi ng pabor to the point na parang nagiging obligasyon na ng iba na tulungan ka, please lang, magtigil ka. Abusado ka na masyado.

Tapos kapag kami naman ang humihingi ng pabor, ang dami mo parating excuse. Kesyo busy ka o di mo talaga kaya.

Isipin mo, naospital ang nanay mo, wala kang ipon kaka-social climb mo. Kaming mga kaibigan mo ang nag-paluwal ng pambayad. Hindi mo pa nga nababayaran ang iba sa amin.

Tapos ngayon, nakiusap ako na kung pwedeng paki-guide mo muna ang intern dahil kailangan ako sa urgent meeting, ayaw mo dahil busy ka. Pero nitong nakaraan, ako rin naman ang sumalo ng intern mo noong may inaasikaso lang event.

Tapos ngayong may emergency ka na naman, sakin ka na naman uutang? Alam mong paalis na ako. Parang ang sama ko pang tumanggi ako dahil nga mawawala na ako ng trabaho simula next week at wala pa akong lilipatan.

Napakakapal ng mukha. Masyado ka nang buraot :)

Lowkey fantasy ko talaga yung mag-disappear once in a while. Not in a bad way ha. More like pumunta sa ibang city, use a different name (kapag hindi naman kailangan ng ID 😅), tapos live a completely different life for a bit. Meet new people, make new friends, then go home like nothing happened. Hahaha.

Actually, ginawa ko na siya last year. Nag-off lang ako ng phone for 2 days, then nagpunta sa North. Ang ending? Nag-report na pala sa barangay at police station kasi may best friend yung kuya ko na pulis.

Ang original plan ko sana was to disappear for a year, pero naging one-week vacation na lang. Hahaha. Medyo na-realize ko rin na senior na parents ko, so syempre mag-aalala talaga sila.

Next time, if ever gawin ko ulit yung fantasy ko, magpapaalam na lang ako. At least with consent na.

For context lang: Wala po akong pinagdadaanan. Ganito lang talaga ako. Minsan may urge akong subukan yung isang bagay. Once nagawa ko na, okay na ako. Tapos hanap ulit ng panibagong adventure. 😅

Currently 30, navigating a messy breakup, and trying to make sense of the noise. Last night, a 15-year-old girl completely ground me with the most beautiful, pure, and meaningful advice. As their kuya, I will always ask them kung anong ganap nila sa buhay. Lagi ko silang kinakamusta regarding sa school problems nila or even personal problems (family problems and lovelife) na gusto nilang i-vent sa akin. But last night, one of them asked me

"Kuya, anyare? Bakit ganon mga repost mo?"

"Oo nga. Sad boy si kuya."

"Nakita ko rin 'yon!"

I don't want to go into details since ayoko rin naman na may masabi sila against sa ex ko because they liked him too for me. I just told them na choice ko na rin talagang umalis sa relationship because I felt na hindi nya rin naman talaga ako ganoon kamahal (avoidant issue, no meet-up sa parents, irritable kapag nahuhuling nagsisinungaling o may tinatago, etc.)

Unexpectedly, this 15 year old girl told me what I need to hear right when I least expected it:

"Ang dali mong mahalin, kuya. Like, isipin mo lahat ng ginawa mong maganda at ginawa mo para sa kanya. Like, pwede mo yun ibigay sa iba na mas deserve 'yon. Hindi rin naman kayo tatagal kung hindi mo sya mahal. Mahal din sya ng parents mo tapos kami rin. Bihira yung ganon. Kaya hindi ikaw yung dapat nanghihinayang. Kasi pag nag let go sya, nag let go din sya sa amin."

When I heard these words, naramdaman ko talaga na nawala yung fog sa utak ko. Grabe yung yakap nya sa akin mentally na para bang "Hindi man namin alam yung nangyari, pero ire-remind ka namin kung gaano kalaki yung pagmamahal mo."

Lord, kung ito na yung sign for me to start over. I promise na mas gagalingan ko nang maghanap. At walang magbabago sa akin. I promise na I will be the best boi in town. ❤️

I’m admitting this took me too long to unlearn. I realized the scoreboard started in college. I studied in one of the Big 4, and the social groups there were cliquish as hell. Orgs, varsity, “block sections”, gimmick crews. Everyone was tracking who got into the “top” org, who’s dating who, whose dad works where, who’s “pa-VP na after grad”.

I bought into it. For most of my 20s, my worth was still that same scoreboard. Who got promoted first. Who bought the condo. Who drives the better car. Every reunion felt like a dick-measuring contest I never signed up for but played anyway.

I was that guy. The one who lowkey flexes “busy sa work” to sound important. The one who feels behind because my college barkada is VP na and I’m still “figuring it out”. The one who thought my salary was my personality.

Last year I hit a number I thought would make me feel enough. It didn’t. Same anxiety, just with nicer things.

So I stopped. Stopped checking their instagram stories. Stopped comparing. Started asking “Am I actually happy?” instead of “Am I ahead?”

I still want to provide. I still want to grow. But I’m done tying my manhood to my earnings or to some org hierarchy I left 10 years ago.

I sleep better now. I listen more. I don’t need to win every convo. And for the first time, I don’t feel like I’m running out of time.

Took me several years to realize peace isn’t a competition. And I’m not going back.

Gusto ko lang ilabas 'to kasi nakakapagod na minsan pakinggan yung mga taong nagsasabing, "Pamilya mo pa rin 'yan," o kaya, "Matanda na tatay mo, patawarin mo na."

Growing up, hindi naging safe space ang bahay para sa amin. Para kaming laging naglalakad sa eggshells araw-araw. Kapag tinotoyo 'yung tatay ko o nagagalit sa mga pinakamaliit at pinakawalang-kwentang bagay, ang laging default niya ay pagbantaan kaming papatayin niya kaming lahat. Can you imagine the trauma of a child hearing their own father say na tatapusin niya ang buhay niyo? Yung araw-araw kang matutulog na may takot na baka isang gabi, bigla na lang siyang mag-snap at totohanin niya yung mga banta niya?

Fast forward to today, nakabukod na ako. May sarili na akong bahay at payapa na ang buhay ko malayo sa kanya. Nakakahinga na ako nang maluwag kasi wala na yung araw-araw na kaba at stress. Pero syempre, hindi mawawala yung mga kamag-anak na mahilig mag-guilt trip. Kesyo tumatanda na raw, mahina na, baka raw pagsisihan ko sa huli kapag nawala siya.

Honestly? I don't care.

Hindi porket matanda na siya, burado na yung mga taon na binuhay niya kami sa takot at trauma. Hindi porket malapit na siya sa dulo ng buhay niya, entitled na siya sa forgiveness ko. Hindi ko siya mapapatawad. At buo na ang desisyon ko na kahit dumating yung araw na mamatay siya, hinding-hindi ko siya pupuntahan. I will not fake my grief para lang sa sasabihin ng ibang tao.

Some people might call me a bad child, ungrateful, o walang utang na loob. Pero alam ko sa sarili ko kung gaano kalala yung ginawa niya sa mental health namin.

To anyone who's in the same boat, I hope you know that it's perfectly okay to cut off toxic family members. Hindi masamang piliin ang sarili at ang peace of mind mo. End of rant.

I'm 26M, have a pretty good job, contribute to the bills in the house, and still live with my parents.

My partner was diagnosed with a kidney illness this year that might require a bit of an assistance and routine hospital visits. I sometimes stay with her during these visits not because she asks me to, but because I genuinely want to be there for her. And because I also enjoy spending time with her!

Last night, my parents told me we needed to talk. I was just about to get dinner before being abruptly stopped. Usap lang raw sabi ng mom ko.

"Tara usap muna tayo." my dad said

The conversation was first about my future plans before escalating suddenly about my relationship. At first they asked me what my plans are for the future.

They asked if I still have plans to go to Canada, when I would be doing it, etc. Then they kept asking me what my plans were with my girlfriend and whether I was serious about marrying her. I kept answering honestly: I don't know yet. That's the whole point of dating.

They repeatedly told me they didn't want me to marry her because of her illness. They said they liked her, but they didn't want me to be tied down or make her my responsibility. They also kept pushing me to go to Canada and said I was heading down the wrong path by choosing a life that would be more difficult.

They kept asking, "What's your plan?" over and over, but I genuinely don't know what my life will look like years from now. They took that as me being close-minded or irresponsible. Eventually they said stuff that "I'm not being aggressive anymore." That I "changed". Honestly, the only change I did at the start of the year was pushing for more autonomy for myself. I've always wanted to be more independent because I believe I've been heavily sheltered growing up. But they took this the wrong way saying that I "changed".

They also kept pushing me toward going to Canada. I told them that whenever I picture myself moving there, I imagine being miserable for years. One thing to say is hindi ko naenjoy yung youth ko kasi puro aral lang ang ginawa ko. Gumaan gaan lang pakiramdam ko nung nagkatrabaho na ako. Mahirap kumuha ng masters sa Canada alam ko. And I can already see myself spending away a few years of my life overseas trying to build and stress from scratch.

My dad's response was basically, "Ganun talaga."

They kept on asking me the same question over and over again. "Papakasalan mo na ba Eventually they said stuff that "I'm not being aggressive anymore."? Gusto mo bang pakasalan?" And I keep on saying in return na hindi ko alam!

"Huwag mong buntisin."

"Hanggang diyan nalang kayo."

"Di porke nasarapan ka na sa sex yan na yun. May mga istorya na hiniwalayan yung isa kasi mas nagustuhan yung ibang partner."

??????? I don't even know where to begin... We're not even a year into the relationship yet! But after answering like that they immediately equate it to a yes. Not saying a "no" means a yes to them. So I got frustrated and asked them ano ba gusto nila marinig sa akin. They argue that they're not trying to control me, that they're acknowledging that I'm already an adult and the best they can do is just give "guidance". But everything seemed less of a guidance and more of an interrogation demanding a specific answer that they wanted to hear.

When I said this my dad kept on raising his voice saying:

"Edi pakasalan mo na siya! Dun ka na!"

"Buksan mo isip mo ha? Wag kang closed minded!

He then attempted physically drilling his pointing finger towards my temple. Of course ayoko ng ganun. So hinahawi ko gently yung kamay niya. "Wag mo ko hawakan dad" sabi ko.

This then enraged him for some reason.

"Paki mo kung hawakan kita anong gagawin mo?!"

Everything suddenly steamrolled and my dad became physical. He grabbed and hit me while saying things like:

"Wag mo kong sasabihan na wag kitang hawakan!"

"Suntukin kita diyan eh tarantado!"

"Pwede kitang gulpihin kung gusto ko!!!"

So while that was happening my mom was crying and trying to shield me by embracing me. But then the really REALLY tried his best to get some hits in. So dinibdiban niya ko, hinampas sa likod ng ulo, sinuntok sa gilid ng mukha. All the while I stayed motionless. I was just really... tired and disappointed sa nangyayari...

After that, I acknowledged that the discourse and talks have broken down. So for a solid 20-30 minutes I just remained silent and was forced to nod and agree along the stuff that they've been saying. It was never planned to be a discussion to begin with. They one-sidedly ganged up on me and threw their sentiments towards me, expecting me to just swallow everything up.

After everything calmed down, my dad said he didn't regret it. He then said he became physical kasi nagalit sila kasi sarado raw isip ko. He also argued na "lalaki" siya kaya wag ko raw siya sabihan ng ganun.

"Wag mo sakin gagamitin yang talino mo!"

"Huwag kang magmataas ng tingin sa sarili mo o isipin na matalino ka!"

"Buti nang nangyari yung nangyari kasi di niya maiintindihan kung hindi. Wala akong pakialam kung di niya ko pansinin basta naintindihan niya lang sinabi ko!"

It didn't. It just made me resent him even more.

I understand that my parents are worried about my future, but I feel like they're trying to make decisions that belong to me. They argue that they're just there "gently" trying to guide me but their actions speak otherwise. They can give advice, but I don't think they get to decide who I date or marry, or demand that I already have my entire life planned out. I get their sentiments, but it is my life to choose my joys, risks, and sacrifices.

"Nanghhula kami anak. Di namin alam yung plano mo para sa future. Di ka nga nanghhingi ng advice samin."

"Gusto lang namin maayos buhay mo."

...? Huh? Hindi ko dapat kailangan sabihin lahat ng plano ko sa buhay. Gusto ko rin ng privacy para sa sarili ko. Also hindi ako nanghhingi ng advice kasi either hindi equipped or experiences kayo sa mga bagay na yun, o alam ko na na sobrang traditional niyo mag-isip.

Am I wrong for feeling that they crossed a line? Also I plan on moving out now because of this lol. I also might've planted a seed of grudge na mahirap hirap mahukay paalis.

I barely post stuff like this kaya I know pangit ng storytelling but... I just really wanted to get this out of my system. I felt so hurt, humiliated, and frustrated afterwards... Then maybe cried for a bit... Then ate a blueberry muffin lol. Anyways yun lang. Thank you for reading my long spiel I guess! I might delete this in a bit maybe.

On a random Monday afternoon, I remembered you saying that after we bought things for the home, we would never break up.

And here I am. Left with nothing but memories.

I miss you.

Always and forever, K.

My brother called me, he was crying. I said whats wrong and he couldnt say it. Said he spent my Dad’s savings on online gambling around 400k. Pxtang Ina!!!! I did not shout but i scolded him and tried to remain calm as much as i can. I just cant believe it. My Dad’s hard earned money down the fxcking drain. I told him ill call him tomorrow because baka may masabi pa ako masama. Im so disappointed. My heart feels so heavy.

Ever since college, alam na ng friends ko na pangarap kong maging content creator. Lagi ko naman siyang nababanggit noon. Hindi ko lang talaga na-pursue agad kasi mas priority ko yung school tapos work. Ngayon lang ako nagkaroon ng budget para bumili ng mga kailangan ko, ayusin yung room ko, at mag-invest sa sarili ko. Kaya naisip ko na, "Sige, ito na yung time." Nagsimula akong gumawa ng makeup and skincare content sa TikTok at YouTube.

Hindi naman ako nag-eexpect na sila yung magpapasikat sakin. Kahit simpleng view, like, follow, comment, or share lang sana. Free lang naman yun.

Ang nakakalungkot lang kasi sila rin yung mga taong laging nagtatanong sakin tungkol sa skincare at makeup. Humihingi ng recommendations, nagtatanong kung anong magandang bilhin, anong routine, ganun. Pero pagdating sa content ko, parang invisible.

Madalas ang sinasabi nila, "Wala akong TikTok," or "Nakita ko yung story mo," pero hanggang dun lang.

May time din na nag-try akong mag-stream sa Twitch. Nag-aannounce pa ako sa Discord namin para lang alam nilang live ako. Ang sabi lang nila, "Wala akong Twitch account."

Pero nung isa naming friend yung nag-start mag-stream ng games, biglang active sila. Nagcha-chat, nagmo-mod pa yung iba, todo support.

Hindi ko naman kinaiinggitan yung friend ko. Deserve niya yun. Ang masakit lang para sakin is parang ang dali nilang mag-effort kapag iba, pero pag ako laging may dahilan.

Feeling ko rin kasalanan ko rin to somehow kasi people pleaser ako. Ako yung tipong laging available pag may kailangan sila. Kung may tanong sila, kailangan ng advice, or gusto lang ng tulong, nandyan naman ako. Siguro dahil dun, subconsciously ine-expect ko rin na kapag ako naman yung may gustong i-pursue, kahit konting support lang, maibabalik din.

Alam ko namang walang may obligasyon na suportahan ako. Gets ko rin na may kanya-kanya kaming buhay. Pero hindi ko lang maiwasang malungkot kasi alam nilang matagal ko nang pangarap 'to.

Ewan. Siguro eto lang yung reality na hindi lahat ng taong sinusuportahan mo, susuportahan ka rin pabalik.

For context, I have been in a situationship for 6 months now. I made a mistake and did something unforgivable: I cheated (even though we don't have a proper label, I consider it cheating). We didn't talk for around 1 to 2 weeks after that because my partner wanted to end things right away after finding out what I did. But my partner was the first one to reach out, telling me that she missed me and that she couldn't do anything without me, and she was hoping we could give it another chance. So I complied and told her that, sure, we could try again. But after some time, I slowly got tired of all her accusations, like telling me, "Nag-uusap na naman kayo non, no?" even though I had told her multiple times already that there was no way for me and that other girl to contact each other anymore.

I tried to understand where she was coming from since I knew I had broken her trust in me. But it really was slowly getting on my nerves as the weeks went by, and I couldn't help but tell her everything that I felt about it. So by this time, she had come to the conclusion again that it might be better to end things between us for both our sakes.

The only problem is, I am tired of this situationship, but I just crumble in defeat every time she says, "Please." And right now, she's the one who reached out first again, telling me that she really can't do it without me. I feel so bad, but I'm honestly tired of what we have.

I created a dummy account and came across a repost on my half-sister’s TikTok. It said, “I miss you, Gucci. Please kunin mo na si Ate.” (she was referring to the dog on the video who passed away.) She’s only 12, by the way. For context, we had a huge fight, and it got really bad. Nagsimula yun nung nakita ko yung chats niya sa ilang boys. Mga usapan na parang boyfriend-girlfriend na. And may mga dirty talks na. Sinabi niya na wala akong respeto sa privacy niya. Pero for me, at her age, lalo na sa generation ngayon at sa mga nangyayari sa paligid, hirap akong basta na lang i-ignore yun. Hindi niya lang naiintindihan na ang intention ko lang talaga is to look out for her.

I’m a 🍇 victim myself, so I’m really afraid that what happened to me might also happen to her. And plot twist, it was my own Uncle… my mom’s cousin 🍇 That was a long time ago and it’s another story. I’ve healed in many ways, pero hindi talaga completely nawawala yung trauma. Ang mas masakit, ngayon full trust yung mom ko sa half-sister ko, pero dati sa akin, hindi niya kayang magtiwala. After seeing my half-sister’s repost, I was hurt. It honestly broke something in me. Maybe, at this point, I should stop caring. Whatever happens to them, happens. FAFO.

Okay lang.

Once matapos ko yung mga papers ko, I plan to migrate to another country and start over quietly. Wala na rin akong planong sabihin sa kanila kung saan ako pupunta.

Edit: Guys, thanks to you all. I DIDNT KNOW THIS WOULD BLOW UP!! But, Im much better now compared to myself an hour ago. I really appreciate your words and virtual hugs. Sorry for deleting the text.

I wish you all a good day ahead. Tomorrow is another Monday to fight with.

So kahapon, inutusan ako ng tita ko to buy cake sa Red Ribbon kasi nag graduate yung anak nya. Pag punta ko sa Red Ribbon, grabe napalunok ako don sa Ube and Cream na cake roll kasi parang ang sarap. ₱499 yung price nya.

But I need to buy a cake na pwedeng lagyan ng dedication, so ang binili ko is yung chocolate. Di naman ako kumain kasi ayoko non sobrang tamis. Pero di mawala sa isip ko talaga yung Ube Cake. Sabi ko “e ang mahal, pag nag ₱100 OFF yun bibili ako.”

So kaninang umaga, inutusan naman ako ng Nanay ko to buy cake again, birthday naman ng Tatay ko. Dadalin namin mamaya sa libingan nya, mag picnic kami. And guess what, naka ₱200 OFF yung Ube Cake HAHAHAHAHA.
I wa planning to buy lang sana yung tig 399 kasi ayun lang pasok sa budget ko kasi bibili pa akong pancit 😜

What’s meant for you talaga e noh. Bye thanks for reading. Kain muna ako 😝

I had a small birthday celebration at my house with my childhood friend group (3 girls, 3 boys). We’ve all been friends since elementary, and we’re all in relationships (wala ring history ng malisya).

One of my friends has this habit of bringing her boyfriend to our hangouts without telling anyone. We usually let it slide dahil ka-vibe naman namin, but this time was different.

Our house is not that big, so I told everyone I could only accommodate a limited number of people. I even asked her directly if she was bringing her boyfriend because I needed to know the headcount. She said no. Since she confirmed he wasn’t coming, I told my fiancée that her another friend could come instead because there was now an extra slot.

Then on my birthday… she showed up with him anyway. No heads-up, no apology, and they were even late.

One of our friends asked, “Akala ko hindi sasama si (BF)?”

She just laughed and said, “Matagal na rin kasi kaming di nakakalabas, sinama ko na para happy happy.”

I didn’t say anything then because I didn’t want to ruin my birthday, but after everyone left, I messaged her. I told her this wasn’t the first time na ginawa niya to and that if she keeps bringing her boyfriend without asking, then next time wag na lang siya pumunta.

Instead of apologizing, she called me “madamot” and said, “Ano ba naman yung isa pang taong papakainin?”

That wasn’t even the point. It wasn’t about the food, it was about respecting my boundaries after I specifically asked her.

I blocked her after that. I genuinely don’t care if it ends a 10+ year friendship because I feel like basic respect isn’t too much to ask.

My cousin is a Catholic. He married my cousin-in-law who hails from a Muslim family.

When they got married, her family disowned her. Not one member of her family attended her wedding. All of them used to be so close. But religion and their beliefs came in the way.

Right now, she just had her baby. And a few days ago, her grandfather passed away.

She is so depressed now because she can't even visit her granddad's wake. Her family won't let her.

I say, fuck them! We're her family now. And we love her.