voiceless letters

And now I am here again in a state where nothing happens. 

I am starting to learn that life will never be stable. No matter how successful you are with your career and relationships, things might get and will still get messy. It is given, but it is so hard to grasp. I ask myself, will it be that boring if I ask for a life with constant, genuine happiness?

I am in this constant void that makes me think that I am a less of a person whenever I receive criticism about how I do things and manage my life. Is it self-esteem issue? Probably. Is it my insecurities? Possibly. Identifying which is not important to me but to get out of this void that keeps on pulling my feet to move forward towards self-love. 

Today marks my dad’s sixth death anniversary and it makes me feel more empty and lost year after year. 

gusto ko na lang mag aral ulit.

I thought it was just pain, a random headache but it’s not, it’s the death of me. 

Why do we feel bad for doing wrong things yet we still do them? BUT feel bad after. 

at the end of the day I just want to understand why were things happened in my life

I just want to pause, for a while. To forget, but return after sometime. 

The least you can do now is to be there, to be present; not for anyone but for yourself.