In all honesty, I envy the child of my past for easily weeping over tiny ant bites, knowing that childhood gives all sentiments language and freedom.
I felt this, there are times na gusto ko na magkaroon ng breakdown. Yung hagulgol talaga with problems that are emerging in life pero I can't not because of the toxic masculinty side but rather there are people who are relying on us to be strong now and in times that we feel weak they become weaker din.
And so did tonight: I am drunk again.
Love the end part!
Nakakapagod din maging malakas para sa iba. I can see that often in my grandmother. But sometimes, being vulnerable makes us closer to others, even to ourselves. It gives the exact amount of transparency so they may understand us. Pero nakakatakot lang din minsan maging weak sa paningin ng iba. It's like something they can use as a weapon against you someday. It's a difficult choice, to be open.
Thank you for passing by, kuya! I hope you are doing well.