there were 3 people who validated what i have been going through.
remember when we almost didin’t make it out of hour house on that typhoon? the last one who consoled me was carlo, my ex-officemate and weird enough one of the closest friends i have right now. we had a get-together last saturday and when we had the chance to talk alone, outside, he casually asked me “kamusta ka na?”. i replied, “eto, buhay pa”, then i broke down. it’s still hard to really talk about it. the flashback made it worse.
it started days after ondoy. whenever i had the chance to rest, the flashback would start rushing in my head…that time when we were still inside our house and i was screaming for help. it wasn’t such a small thing for me, apparently. we could’ve died in there. the door’s the only way out. until now, that flashback keeps creeping when i had the time to think about it. or sometimes, in my sleep.
(so this is how second life feels like…)
i remember i used to be really scared of dying when i was a kid. now, i only think of it like i was about to go to sleep, i close my eyes, then blank.
the good side to second life? everything.
i now see things in brighter colors. i’ve seen the most beautiful thing at our get-together — the sunrise. i’ve been wanting to watch the sun rise for the longest time. next time, imma look for a perfect place to see the sun set.
i now say ‘thank you’ and ‘i am sorry’ at every chance i get.
i am now braver to complete my ‘things to do ‘ tasks.
i stopped bitchslapping out loud. i mean here. in this blog. i stopped writing about the silliest things kids do these days.
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until now i am still battling with the trauma. it’s not easy living life from scratch. this is worse than the time our rented house got burned.
but i am not complaining..
i hope this will be the last time i will ever get to talk about the typhoon.
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famous last words:
“Tom, I know you think she was the one, but I don’t. Next time you look back, I think you should look again. “ (500 Days of Summer)