04/05/2026
I’ve heard these words so many times: "Everything is going to be okay.”
But if I’m being honest, there are days when it doesn’t feel that way.
There are moments when memories come quietly, yet they stay longer than I want. Moments when I feel deeply, but don’t always have the words to explain why.
And sometimes, “okay” feels far.
As someone who processes things deeply, I’ve learned that healing isn’t loud. It’s not always visible.
It doesn’t always make sense.
It happens in small, almost unnoticed ways — in choosing to get up,
in choosing to keep going, in choosing not to let the past define every part of me.
What happened to me was not okay.
And I don’t have to pretend that it was. But maybe “everything is going to be okay” doesn’t mean everything is fixed.
Maybe it means I am slowly becoming whole again.
Not all at once.
Not perfectly.
But honestly.
And in the quiet places — in the thoughts I don’t always share, in the prayers I barely say out loud — I sense that God is still with me.
Not rushing me.
Not forcing me.
Just staying.
So even if I don’t fully feel it yet,
I will gently hold onto this truth:
I am still here.
I am still healing.
And maybe… that’s what “okay” looks like for me right now.
Love,
Balik Tingog PH