I heard the sweetest words last night...
"You're my God sent."
The perfect words has finally come out on a late summer weekend's praise fest. So, no more stifling smiles... and vice versa.
Feels like my bosom is about to explode, I am uber nervous. The second batch of tests I have to undergo is due tomorrow.
My computer monitor starts to get blurry. *drip*
The first test didn’t go so well. Two doctors administered an IE – Internal Examination. It was so painful that I had to grasp the edge of the bed. Nanay was just outside. I wanted to call her but that would be so lame on my part. I’m no kid anymore.
Just when I thought I could never give myself to anyone anymore...
*sigh of relief*
I am back on the dating scene.
*happy dance*
I woke up feeling ecstatic today. Then someone crossed my mind. *Swoosh*
Me angry? No. Definitely. Just sad. Sad because he is a lost sheep. He may have said it's no big deal for him. I just think he has no idea what he's getting into. Absolutely nothing.
Anger has always been such a huge burden for me. It created out of me a mindless individual who again and again tries to hurt those people who have hurt me in the past. A word of advice my friends… forgive them. Forgive those people who have hurt you. Tell them the words that could and would heal you: I forgive you.
I know it’s not that easy. It never is. It would take a great deal of time before anyone could forgive. And yet, forgiving takes off all of your burden. It'll set you free. It will free you from having to think of ways to take vengeance or having to think of what you could have done to prevent them from hurting you. Those things won’t help. Never.
On the contrary, why do most of us can't have the heart to forgive? My theory, because it makes us think that we’re more powerful over those persons when we’re mad or angry. Then why do we still cry at night when no one sees us? See my point?!
So, forgive and forget. It’s your only freedom. Trust me. I know, I did.
I went to the doctor yesterday. After 30 minutes of annoying physical exams altered with relaxed conversation, my doctor wrote me a referral letter addressed to the Philippine General Hospital. I am to undergo further exams - for cancer detection.
I went home feeling tired. I was supposed to go to work on a half-day basis but I decided not to. At first, it felt nothing to me. I spoke to my parents, I ate my lunch, took a cigarette and went for a nap. I woke up after an hour. The house was empty.
For the first time that day, after knowing what I'll be up against, tears started to fall down my cheeks.