“God men brings into deep waters, not to drown them but to cleanse them” somebody wrote.
I didn’t want to be cleansed; I just wanted to drown in pain and misery.
I wanted to wallow in the dark and deep pit of despair.
I’ve always thought that there are kinds of women:
‘Those who break’
‘Those who mend’
‘And those who are broken themselves’
I assumed that I belonged to the first or second category. Pero mali ako, ngayon ko lang na-realize na ako yung pang-third.
‘So hurt and broken up inside’
My grandmother told me that there is nothing you can do about pain when it gives you a silly grin except grin right back.
All I could manage was a wry smile, a killer headache and the worst hangover the day before his wedding ..
