Open Dors (2026)

23/09/2025

Truthful Tuesday: The Weight Behind Smile

I often start things out of excitement—an eagerness to explore, to stretch beyond the familiar, to prove to myself that I can be more than what I’ve always been. That spark has led me to try things I never imagined: new passions, new routines, new versions of me.

I became a gym girly. It was my self-love era, and I wore it proudly. I wasn’t just lifting weights—I was lifting my spirit, rebuilding my confidence, reclaiming my body as a space of strength and grace. And the most beautiful part? I inspired others to do the same. To move. To heal. To believe in themselves again. But halfway through that journey, the gym I once loved—the place where I felt safe to be myself—betrayed me. I was scammed. And it wasn’t just money lost—it was trust, momentum, and a piece of the joy I had built.

Then came vlogging and blogging. My creative outlet. My quiet rebellion against routine. Every video, every post, felt like a love letter to my soul. I was documenting growth, gratitude, and the messy beauty of life. But when the busyness of reality hit, my ideas dried up. The spark dimmed. And I found myself staring at blank pages, wondering if I still had something worth sharing.

Still, there’s a stirring inside me. A quiet ache. A longing for something deeper—something that doesn’t just pass through seasons but stays. Something that feels like home to my heart. I want to do something that fulfills me, not just for a moment, but in a way that nourishes my inner self.

I dream of having someone who truly sees me. Who walks beside me—not just in the wins, but in the weariness. Someone who reminds me that I’m not alone when the world feels heavy. I long for a circle of people who cheer me on when I’m too tired to clap for myself. Who celebrate my small victories and hold space for my silent battles.

Because beneath all the roles I play and the things I try, I’m still just a woman searching for meaning. For connection. For a life that feels both brave and gentle. And maybe, just maybe, that’s where the real journey begins.

26/08/2025

💬 Truthful Tuesday: Still in My Heart

I watched Ben and Mika’s vlog yesterday.

“Hindi man siya nagme-make sense ngayon, ’yung problema na nararanasan mo, one day magme-make sense siya. And maiintindihan mo bakit hindi inallow ni Lord ‘yung something na pinagpe-pray mo, kahit gaano mo siya ka-hard ipag-pray. Kasi mas makakabuti sa’yo ’yon.” — Mika Salamanca

And I was like 😳😔🥺.

My childhood dream was to become a teacher.
But in our situation back in 2019, teaching would never have made our life as comfortable as it is today.

It was truly a blessing when I shifted careers—from teacher to office girly.

Honestly, I’ve been wanting to teach again.
I tried my luck applying as an international teacher with my friends, but it wasn’t permitted.

I even applied as an ESL teacher, but I wasn’t accepted. I was so nervous during the interview.
I hadn’t gone through one in the past six years.
And I thought, I know everything. I can do everything.

But no—I didn’t. I couldn’t.

Teaching is still something in my heart.
It’s a quiet longing I carry.

But I know God has a plan built just for me.
And if it’s truly for me, He will permit it—in the most perfect time.

“Sometimes, unanswered prayers are just redirections to something better.”

25/08/2025

Just keep moving. 🫶🏻

21/08/2025

🌼 Thankful Thursday

Some dreams take time.
Some prayers take years.
And then one day, you find yourself holding the keys to something you used to only imagine.

It’s not just about comfort—it’s about the journey, the sacrifices, and the quiet moments of “Lord, sana someday.”

Today, I’m reminded that He listens. He provides. And He surprises us in ways we never expect. Grateful for this blessing. Grateful for the road ahead.🩶

14/08/2025

📩 OPEN DORS DIARIES #1

When ₱130 Isn’t “Just ₱130”

Hi, Open Dors.

I just need to let this out—I feel scammed. Not by a person, but by a system that’s supposed to help.

I needed a police clearance for my bank loan application. Since I don’t have two valid primary IDs, this was the only way. I followed the process I’ve always known:

1. Get a Barangay Clearance
2. Present it to the Police Station for the Police Clearance

The barangay employee even asked if I had a cedula—mine was expired, so I got a new one. All in all, it cost me ₱130.00. She also told me to photocopy it for submission.

But when I got to the police station, I found out the process had changed.

It’s now online. 😦

You have to register and pay online before they print your clearance.
₱150.00 for the clearance + ₱30.00 for the online fee. And yes—I was physically there, and still had to pay online. That ₱30.00? That’s my one-way fare to work.

I asked the officer, “Don’t you need my barangay clearance?”

He said, “It’s no longer required.”

I was stunned.
I spent 30 minutes at the barangay, traveled 10 minutes, waited 45 minutes at the station, and paid for a document that wasn’t even needed.
And the barangay staff didn’t know the process had changed and even asked me to get additional document?

🙏 What the government should improve?:

📌 Point 1: Systems must communicate.
When government offices aren’t aligned, it’s the people who suffer—especially those who can’t afford to waste time or money.

📌 Point 2: Nothing is “just ₱130.”
For someone working night shifts, commuting daily, and budgeting tightly, every peso counts. That money could’ve gone to food, fare, or savings.

📍Point 3: We need empathy in service.
Not everyone has internet access, extra cash, or time to spare. Clear instructions and updated guidance can make a huge difference.

Sharing this not just to rant, but to remind others:
✅Ask questions.
✅Double-check processes.
✅And if you’re in a position to help someone navigate these systems—please do.

“Efficiency isn’t just about speed—it’s about care.”

His fault was, he did not check the new process. But Brgy. staffs should be informed and know the new process as well and be the help to the community.

I hope barangay and city offices start coordinating better. Because for people like him, every step matters. Every peso matters. And every moment wasted is a moment taken from rest, work, or peace.

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You have something to rant about? Feel free to message me. 📩 Let's organize your thoughts and learn from it.

12/08/2025

🌼 Truthful Tuesday:
From Vicks and Dahon to Real Healthcare

Growing up, health concerns were never treated as emergencies in our family. When someone got sick, we didn’t rush to the hospital.

The truth is we didn't have a budget to pay for private hospitals, and public hospitals are far to reach.

Mama reached for Vicks and or katinko.
Mama boiled dahon-dahon.
We prayed, rested, and hoped it would pass.

Check-ups felt like luxuries.
Medicines were bought only when absolutely needed. And hospital visits? Only when things got really serious.

But today, I’m thankful.

I’m part of a company that provides yearly HMO coverage. I don’t have to choose between health and budget. I can breathe a little easier knowing that care is within reach.

I’m grateful for the journey—from home remedies to proper healthcare.

Grateful for the quiet comfort of knowing I can take care of myself as I'm one of the "sandalan" in our family and I really had to be well at all times.

“What once felt unreachable is now part of my everyday life—and that’s grace.”

To anyone still relying on Vicks and dahon-dahon: I see you.
I’ve been there.
And I pray that someday, you’ll have access to the care you deserve too.

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11/08/2025

🌸 Monday Motivation

We often complain about Mondays.
We say “Monday na naman?” with a sigh, wishing the weekend lasted longer.

But have you noticed?
When we’re excited about something—an answered prayer, a new opportunity, a goal we’re working on—suddenly, the weekend feels too long. We start counting the hours, waiting for Monday to come.

So maybe it’s not Monday that’s the problem.
Maybe it’s what we’re looking forward to—or what we’re running from.

Instead of cursing the start of the week, let’s shift our mindset.
Let’s say:

“𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐘𝐨𝐮, 𝐋𝐨𝐫𝐝. 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐧𝐚 𝐮𝐥𝐢𝐭. 𝐀 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞, 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞.”

Because every Monday is a fresh start.
A chance to do better.
A chance to show up.
A chance to trust God with the plans we’ve made and the ones we’re still figuring out.

“Mondays aren’t the enemy—they’re the beginning of something good.”

So today, take a deep breath.
Start slow.
Pray hard.
And walk into this week with faith, not fear.

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Welcome back to me! 🌻

24/07/2025

Right now, many parts of the country are flooded. Rain keeps pouring. And even with danger and discomfort, many people still have to go to work just to earn money and feed their families.
They don’t have a choice.
They push through the storm because their loved ones depend on them.

Meanwhile, some government officials—who have access to huge budgets meant to control flooding—stay safe inside their homes and offices. They enjoy warm meals, cold aircon, and coffee on their desks. They act like nothing’s happening outside.

This is the sad truth: the ones who suffer most are often the ones who do the least harm.

As someone blessed with a work-from-home setup, I recognize how lucky I am. I’m dry, comfortable, with family close by. I get to continue my normal routine while others struggle. And that’s why I remind myself—and everyone reading:

Let’s not look away.
Let’s not take comfort for granted.

You can help in your own small way:

🙏 Say a prayer for those braving the flood
🧡 Send donations to trusted groups
📢 Speak up when injustice or neglect happens

Yes, Filipinos are resilient. But we should also demand better. We can’t let those in high positions live comfortably while ignoring the struggles of our community.

“Comfort should lead to compassion, not silence.”

Be safe. Stay aware. Let your blessings serve others. God bless us all. 🤍

23/07/2025

Wisdom Wednesday:
The Struggle to Stay Consistent

From “Congrats, 3rd day mo ng walang ligo” to “Congrats, 3 days ka nang naliligo.”

It sounds funny, but honestly—it’s a compliment I take to heart.

Consistency is hard. It’s one of the toughest things to build, especially when life is full of distractions, emotions, and pressure.

Whenever I start something new—whether it’s journaling, exercising, writing blog entries, or simply waking up early—I often do it faithfully for three days… and then p**f. I disappear. Not because I don’t care, but because I get tired. I overthink. I get emotional. I spiral into doubts, deadlines, or just plain tamad mode.

Sometimes, I expect too much from myself. I want instant results. And when progress feels slow or unnoticed, I lose motivation.

But here’s the truth I’m learning lately:

“Consistency isn’t about doing things perfectly—it’s about showing up, even when it’s messy.”

Now, I celebrate small wins.
3 days of blogging? That’s progress.
2 days of journaling? Still progress.
1 day of saying no to what drains me? That’s growth.

Because even showing up once is better than not trying at all.
Even failing five times and trying again counts.

“The goal isn’t perfection. It’s practice.”

So if you’ve been trying—and failing—and trying again… welcome to the club. It’s a beautiful place to be. Keep building. Keep showing up. Even when no one sees it—you’ll feel it. And that’s enough.

Open Dors

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