Истории Trimmajin

That day, I discovered I was inside my own story, "Broken", and I am Aderyn Amadeo, the main lead.

Life. What is life? Minsan ba napasok na ang tanong na yan sa utak mo? Hindi ka ba nagtataka kung pano nga ba ang takbo ng buhay? Kasi para saken... Life is unfair. Walang kasiguraduhan. Kung anong inakala mong magiging takbo ng buhay mo, pwedeng dahil lang sa isang trahedya mababago na lahat, masisira. Matatapos.

Promises are worst than lies. Cause you make others hope, hope for something that you're not sure you can give. A promise is forever. That's what the always say. But welcome to reality, they're broken everyday. I feel it, the pain inside me. Akala ko madali lang maniwala at magtiwala, pero nakalimutan ko, para pala itong sugal na dapat lagi kang handa, kung san pwedeng may mawala sayo. I hold his promises to me, until that day. They broke me, lahat ng tiwala at kasiyahan ko tinanggal at nilayo nila sakin. I trusted them, pero yun ang pinakamaling nagawa ko. I should be happy for them, dapat. Pero pano? Nakalimutan ko na atang maging masaya, ni-hindi ko na nga alam ang meaning nun. Nakakatawa kung babatiin ko sila. Pero ako eto ngayon, nakatayo sa simbahan. Nakaharap sa altar. Gusto kong umiyak, gustong-gusto. Pero dapat kong ipakita na hindi ako na-aapektuhan. Pero kasi ang dapat na nasa pwesto nya ay ako. 'Congratulations my dear bestfriend. You are now marrying my ex boyfriend' Kasabay ng pagtulo ng mga nagbabadya kong luha. -Promised- Finished: 08:06:20 Written by: TrimmaJin Completed

Dear Future, Hi! Una sa lahat, hindi ko alam kung ano ng narating mo ngayon. Nandito pa lang, nanjan ka na. Hindi ko alam. Hindi ko alam kung naging masaya ka ba sa nangyare sa buhay mo.

Acknowledging and being considerate toward oneself is necessary because it lessens the pressure of the situation one is in. Self-care and self-love include both verbal and written communication with oneself, as well as action. I am extremely grateful to write this self-compassionate letter because it taps me on the shoulder and says, "Hey self, you have me!", before smiling and giving a thumbs up.

Still Breathing A nonfiction story about staying when life feels too heavy. This story is not about recovery in a straight line. It is not about becoming strong overnight . And it is not about pretending everything gets better easily. Still Breathing is a first person nonfiction story told through my voice, a voice shaped by depression, anxiety, exhaustion, and the quiet, everyday choice to keep going when life feels unbearable. This books speaks to those who wake up already tired. To those who smile automatically while fighting their own thoughts. To those who don't want to die, but don't know how too keep living either. Through honest reflections, real experiences, and moments many people are afraid to say out loud, Still Breathing explores what is means to survive when your mind becomes the hardest place to live. It talks about the unseen battles--- panic in quiet rooms, loneliness in crowded spaces, the guilt of not feeling "grateful enough," and the pain of being functional while falling apart inside. This is not a guide. This is not a cure. It is a conversation. Along the way, this story gently reminds readers that... You are not weak for struggling. Pain does not need permission to exist. Healing is quiet, slow, and deeply personal. Staying alive on your hardest days is already an act or courage. Still Breathing is for anyone who feels unseen. For anyone who has questioned their worth. For anyone who keeps surviving without knowing how. If you are reading this now, this books does not promise answers. But it promises honestly. It promises understanding. And it promises that, at least here, you are not alone. Because sometimes, the bravest thing you can say is this... I'm still breathing.