I’m a wreck. But I’m yours.
This isn’t new for us. Seasonally, there come times when I can’t react properly to your banters and bluntness. Most of the time, I take it with stride. But last Monday was a day I failed.
Once again, the third time.
I sometimes wish that reacted differently. But I also wish that I couldn’t feel hurt when you call me out.
I feel bad that I couldn’t cope up. I understand what you’re going through. I can only imagine how hard it must be to be far from your family that you’re really close with. And that no matter how hard we try here to make you feel comfortable, it just won’t match up with the comforts of home.
I understand that hostility is your love language. And you know it well - there are a lot of times that I react with you with love no matter how hostile you can get. But the thing with hostility is its nature - I can’t always be able to act positively to it. I’m sorry.
A lot of times nagtitimpi ako. Kahit ba inis na inis na ko, tinatangke ko na lang. Sinasabe ko naman sayo pag nasasaktan ako eh. I just wish you would consider and acknowledge that. Mahirap pag sinasabe lang sayo,
“Ano ka ba!?”
“Pinagsasabe mo!?”
“Ewan ko sayo!”
I wish you can hear me out. I always try to hear you out but hostility tends to block calm soundness. I’m sorry.
Every time we fight, I always wish I’m given another opportunity to be patient. I wish God could give another opportunity to stretch my patience further - the further that it can get just so that I’m able to match up to your expectations.
I’m just here to help. And that’s why it hurts. I want nothing but the best for you but why do you always seem so mad at me.
Nasusunod ko naman as a mental reminder to just shut up when you lash out. But it’s hard when we’re stuck in such a small room and hearing hostility non-stop can do a number on you. We are isolated in 4 walls. Most of the time, I’m working. And when I’m not - the thought of work is still on my mind. I’m stressed. I take it in alone. If I get mad, I don’t want to stay mad. I blame the room. I blame the pandemic. That’s why I leave and try to breathe in a separate space. I can’t make you follow the same way I do things but that’s the way I handle things. You know full well how I react when we keep trying to call each other out at the peak of our emotions - it’s never pretty.
But despite all that and despite all the hurtful words we said to each other, I still believe we’re not ourselves. This may be the new us - but this isn’t us at our best.
If you want to go home - I won’t stop you. If you and everybody believes that will help you, I won’t stop it. Leave on your own terms.
But with the thought alone - it’s a sharp pain down my chest. I always want to steer clear away from you but I always end up feeling empty with the thought of you not by my side - even more so when you’re unhappy.
If you want to take Jared - as I said, the child should be with the mom. I still believe that you’re a great mother. You really are - di ka naman magagalit kung di ka concerned kay Jared. I don’t know what to do with this thought but let’s just work it out on where I’ll stand on this.
And lastly, if you really want to call it quits. Know that I don’t want to.
My life is just a mess without you. I just wish we’re both given the opportunity to be better people.
Sana di na lang ako nakikipag-away pag nakikipag-away ka.
Sana naiintindihan mo na di kita nilalayasan - ayaw lang kita masaktan.
Sana bigyan mo rin ako ng onting pasensya pag di maganda reaksyon ko sayo.
Ayoko naman talaga nakikipag-away eh. Alam mo naman na malambing ako by nature.. hostility is not my love language. But I show it when I can and on every opportunity that I can.
All this stress I think is temporary. And I’d like to see through this year and welcome the next knowing that things will be better.
And I hope the three of us are together when that time comes.
Whatever you want to do, you call the shots now.
Always have been.

















