Diary ng Mataba [COMPLETED]

DIARY#4

Dear Diary,

I felt like a burden at first—a heavy weight, both figuratively and literally.

But I wasn't a burden to her. In fact, she was supportive and nonjudgmental when I spoke to her about how I felt. I was surprised.

This whole time, a big part of my mind had convinced me that no one cared. It had tricked me into thinking that this was something I needed to face alone, and that I was a coward if I even dared to ask for help.

This got me thinking. If this part of my brain had lied about that stuff, then what else had it lied about? It had hijacked my mind like a virus and filled my thoughts with negativity and pessimism. But when I figured out its tricks, slowly, I began to see things in a new light. Was there a possibility that maybe, just maybe, I could learn to love myself?

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Love yana