"We don't get wounded alone and we don't heal alone" a short quote that Carl Jung said.
People have wounds from the past that they can't just heal themselves. They need someone to apply some ointment for them.
Aria is one of them, wounded by the f...
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ARIA'S POV
Days have passed but up until now, hindi ko parin alam ang nangyari. Matigas ang nanay ko, ayaw niyang sabihin. I asked her kung ano bang mangyayarin kapag nalaman ko and her reply made me furious, she said 'Ano din bang mangyayari kung malalaman mo?' like mom, I was the one involved yet you don't want me to know? How shitty is that?
It's 4:00 A.M. and I am still not asleep, why? I just can't sleep. My brain won't let me. A lot of thoughts keeps on bothering me. Wednesday na and my class will begin at 9:00 pero hindi parin ako natutulog. Sanay na ako, maybe I have some kind of insomnia.
This past few days, medyo nagtataka ako. When I was still in the hospital, I kept on having odd dreams like Dylan was there directly looking at me. I'm not actually sure if that was a dream or what how would he know na nandoon ako, I never told him I was there. I can't remember anything but the way he looks at me.
What's even more strange is that he keeps on texting me if I am okay. I never told him na nasa ospital ako so why would he ask me? After not texting me for the whole Saturday matapos o siyang patulugin bigla siyang magtetext? Tsk, I'm really disappointed.
Ginulo ko ang buhok ko para mawala sa utak ko ang litrato ni Dylan. I can't erase him, his eyes, his emotions, why? Those look in his eyes, matagal ko nang hindi nakikita 'yon. Kailan nga ba ang huli beses? Kanino ko ba huling nakita? Hindi ko matandaan. I keep on forgetting things as time goes by and it creeps me out. Ano bang nangyayari sa akin?
Tumingin ako sa bintana. Nagsisimula nang lumiwanag. The blue skies are now getting stained by the color of sunrise. It's beautiful. Naalala ko yung araw na unang beses akong nakalabas ng bahay ng madaling araw, thanks to Dylan I get to see the stars shining brightly in the night sky clearly. It was because of his annoying ass.
Habang nililibot ang aking paningin sa loob ng madilim kong kwarto ay napadpad ang mga mata ko sa orasan. 4:52 A.M., so I was staring outside for almost an hour? Ang bilis ng oras.
I started to hear footsteps, alam kong sa nanay ko iyon. Binalo ko ang sarili ko ng kumot. I pretended to sleep kasi kung hindi, dadami nanaman and restrictions ko like the last time. My parents are so unreasonable. Lahat nalang sa kanila nagiging big deal.
I heard her open my door as she talk. "Anak, time for your med," sabi niya at umupo sa gilid ng kama ko. I acted as if she waked me up. "You sure can go to school today?" tanong niya at in9abot sa akin ang gamot. "You know we can always tell them that you can't attend classes right?" dagdag niya.
"Mom, I am fine," pagsisimula ko. "I can't stand not doing anything," sabi ko at ininom ang gamot. "I am not young anymore, mom. Stop baby-ing me. 22 na ako mom for pete's sake, please loosen your grip on me," sabi ko at tumayo.
I know I hurt her feelings, but that's reality. They keep on thinking that I am still that child who cries whenever my kuya teases me. "And please, stop hiding anything from me and tell me everything that I need to know as soon as possible," sabi ko bago pumasok sa banyo. "Kasi kapag may nalaman ako na hindi nanggaling mismo sa inyo, I'll make sure you'll regret," sabi ko at tuluyang siinara ang pinto, iniwan siyang nakanganga.
