Reflections of Insecurities

Reflections of Insecurities

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Ang hirap pala makipaglaban sa mundo na puno nang mapanghusga. Ang hirap pala makipagsabayan sa ibang tao na animo'y katapusan na ng mundo. Ang hirap pala tumayo muli at ngumiti. Ang hirap pala, lalo na kapag wala kang kakampi. Mahirap. Akala ko kakayanin ko kahit wala akong kakampi. Pero hindi pala. Akala ko lang pala 'yon. Akala ko lang. Pinanganak ako bilang isang matapang na babae, bilang isang mapagmahal na anak at hindi mapanghusgang tao. Pero sa paglipas ng taon, nalaman ko na ang mga tao ang mapanghusga, hindi ang mundo. Ang hirap pala makipaglaban sa mundo na puno ng mapanghusga. Akala ko, kaya kong lagpasan ang lahat ng problema, ang lahat ng sakit. Pero hindi pala ganun kadali. Ang hirap pala tumayo muli kapag paulit-ulit kang pinapabagsak ng parehong bagay-mga salita, mga tingin, mga inaasahan ng ibang tao. Lumaki akong naniniwala na kaya kong dalhin ang lahat. Bilang panganay sa apat na magkakapatid, naging responsibilidad ko na maging matatag, hindi lang para sa sarili ko kundi para rin sa pamilya ko. Pinanganak akong matapang, sabi nila. Pero sa totoo lang, hindi ko na alam kung totoo pa 'yon. Ang hirap makipaglaban sa mundong puno ng mapanghusga. Araw-araw, gumigising ako na tila may bumubulong sa akin: "Hindi ka sapat. Hindi ka maganda. Hindi ka karapat-dapat." At kahit anong gawin ko para patahimikin ang bulong na 'yon, lalo lang itong lumalakas. Kahit anong gawin ko, parang laging may mali sa akin. Lumaki akong matapang, sabi nila, pero sa totoo lang, hindi ko na alam kung ano ang ibig sabihin ng lakas. May mga araw na pakiramdam ko, kaya ko pa. Pero mas madalas, parang ayoko nang bumangon. Ayoko nang ipakita ang sarili ko sa mundo na tila wala nang ibang alam kundi husgahan ako. Date Started: 12.25.24 Date Completed: Language: Taglish Genre: Romance Author: ElonaLary
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I didn't ask to be born into this world, none of us did but we make the best of it. I'm a twenty-five year old single man. Why you may ask? Because I've seen what love can do to a person. It can destroy them. My parent's are amazing but I can still remember the time's my father threatened to kill my mother, left us due to his mental illness. Besides who needs one main women when I can have a different one under me every night, money to blow and fast cars. I'm just enjoying my time until I take my Papes place at the throne. Most nights are spent living it up with my cousins who are my only friends. However there is the one girl that has caught my eye and I don't know why. I first spotted her at a random coffee house I stepped into. Usually I'm very talkative especially when I'm trying to snag a chic but I couldn't utter a word to her. I barely managed to place my order. Now, I find myself going out of my way to stop by that coffee shop everyday. It doesn't matter that it's out of my way. The only thing that matters is that I see her. I knew I could take her if I really wanted to but I can't make myself to do it. She sees me enter and shoots me that amazing smile and prepares my order without even asking what I want, she knows. She'll offer a greeting but all I can do is nod my head. She makes me lose my word's. Deep in my mind I wonder if she could be the one that could change my mind on love and that scares me. For now I'm satisfied at seeing her for the few minutes it takes to get my coffee. Besides I'm a killer, a future mob king and she's this delicate flower that wouldn't understand my world. It's best to cut my loses and move on. If only I knew her name..

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