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To write is to bleed.
07/07/2025

To write is to bleed.

Jaded.
07/07/2025

Jaded.

When I hear Pastor C.R. say, “God loves us so much that He rescued us from the grip of anything that promises to satisfy...
06/01/2025

When I hear Pastor C.R. say, “God loves us so much that He rescued us from the grip of anything that promises to satisfy us but won’t.” Those words hit me deeper than I expected. I didn’t just hear them — I felt them.

Looking back, I can see all the moments where I chased after things I thought would complete me. I wrapped my heart around people, dreams, and ideas that felt so important at the time. I believed if I could just hold on long enough, they’d be enough to make me happy. But as time passed, they slipped away, leaving me with nothing but questions and an ache I couldn’t explain.

I used to wonder why God would allow me to desire things that were never meant to stay. Why did He let me pour so much of myself into places that could never fill me? But now, I understand — He wasn’t being cruel. He was saving me.

That line from Pastor C.R. lingers because I’ve lived it. I’ve seen God step in and quietly pull me away from things that had no real hold on my heart, even if I thought they did. His love didn’t let me stay trapped in the false promises of people or plans that were never going to satisfy me the way I hoped.

I’m still learning to let go, to trust that if God closes a door, it’s because what’s behind it isn’t for me. And maybe that’s the most powerful kind of love — the kind that protects us, even when we don’t understand why.

God doesn’t leave us empty. If He’s taking something away, it’s because He knows something greater is coming. And that truth? It’s slowly becoming the peace I hold onto.

I didn’t realize how heavy this year was until I felt the weight of it start to slip off my shoulders.There were days I ...
30/12/2024

I didn’t realize how heavy this year was until I felt the weight of it start to slip off my shoulders.

There were days I couldn’t catch my breath, nights I swore I’d never see morning, and moments where time felt like it had no end—just this long stretch of emptiness I had to walk alone. I spent so much of this year waiting… waiting for things to get better, waiting to feel like myself again, waiting for the version of me that could hold it all without breaking.

I kept thinking I’d get to this point and finally feel whole. That by the end of the year, I’d have more answers, more closure, more of something to make sense of it all. But I’m starting to realize that maybe growth doesn’t always come wrapped in understanding. Maybe some years just leave you different, and that has to be enough.

I held on to things longer than I should have. People. Expectations. Memories that felt like home but cut like glass. I kept carrying them, even when my hands bled. I thought letting go meant losing pieces of myself, but it didn’t. It just left room for me to pick up parts I forgot I needed.

I’ve been harsh on myself this year. I measured my worth in productivity, in how much I could handle before I shattered, in how well I hid the cracks when I did. I thought strength was silence, that healing meant never letting anyone see the mess I was in. But I’ve learned that surviving doesn’t have to look graceful. Sometimes it’s ugly. Sometimes it’s just making it through the day without falling apart.

And even if this year wasn’t soft, I can admit that I’ve softened towards myself. I’ve sat with my pain long enough to know it’s part of me, but it doesn’t have to control me. I’ve held my own hand through nights that felt like drowning. I’ve been my own comfort in the absence of others.

That’s something, isn’t it?

I thought I’d break under the weight of it all. I thought I’d come undone. But here I am, held together by the very things I thought would destroy me.

I don’t need this next year to be easy. I just need to remember that I’m still here—that somehow, despite everything, I made it.

And maybe that’s enough for now.

I keep waiting for the next year to be gentler, as if crossing into January will somehow wash away everything that feels...
27/12/2024

I keep waiting for the next year to be gentler, as if crossing into January will somehow wash away everything that feels heavy now. I convince myself that maybe if I just hold on a little longer, I’ll finally step into a year that loves me back — one that doesn’t ask for so much or leave me feeling so small.

But the truth is, I’ve been saying that for years. I’ve whispered to myself, “Next year will be better,” like some kind of prayer I’m too scared to admit is really just a plea. It’s easier to place hope in a future that hasn’t arrived than to accept the weight of the present.

I sit and wait for softness, for happiness, for the kind of peace that feels like sunlight on my skin. I wait, and I wait, and I wait.

But somewhere along the way, I stopped noticing the little moments that have already been trying to hold me up.

I stopped noticing the way my friend stays on the phone a little longer because maybe they can hear the exhaustion I refuse to talk about. I didn’t realize how often love shows up when someone says, “Message me when you get home,” even if the drive isn’t far.

I forgot that sometimes softness isn’t grand or obvious. It doesn’t always crash into your life like a big event that suddenly makes sense of everything. Sometimes, it’s in the way people stay, in the way someone remembers your coffee order or sends you a song because it reminded them of you.

I keep telling myself that next year will bring something new, something easier. But maybe I’ve been asking the wrong question.

Maybe it’s not about next year. Maybe it’s about now. I just have to open my eyes and appreciate every blessing that i have.

Because the truth is, the love i am always hoping has already been showing up for me, just not in the ways I expected. It’s been tucked into the spaces I overlook — like how my mom still calls to ask if I’ve eaten, or how my friend insists I take the last piece of their favorite food even when i say that i am full.

It’s in the simple way people say, “Text me when you get home,” or how they laugh at my bad jokes just because they know I need to feel lighter, even if only for a moment.

I don’t need to keep waiting for a softer year. I just need to open my eyes to the fact that softness is already here — in the people I love, in the way the sky shifts colors at dusk, in the small mercies that go unnoticed until I remind myself to look for them.

Next year isn’t some distant land where everything falls into place. It’s now. It’s today.

And maybe, just maybe, I don’t need the future to save me. I just need to remember that there are pieces of joy hidden in this moment, even if they’re simple or unnoticed. even if they don’t look the way I thought they would.

Maybe the softness I’ve been begging for was in today all along—I just had to stop and appreciate all kinds of blessing that has been around me.

“It’s normal to feel things sometimes, you’re not the only one.”A project to connect with people, and make them feel tha...
23/12/2024

“It’s normal to feel things sometimes, you’re not the only one.”
A project to connect with people, and make them feel that they’re not alone and they’re not the only one who’s going through hardships they always have someone out there.
also i love creating art for what i feel.
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inspired by kuya geloy’s Things you wanted to say but never did
https://www.instagram.com/geloyconcepcion/
https://www.facebook.com/thingsyouwantedtosaybutneverdid
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📸: yours truly.
✍️: me, books, music lyrics & the one who shared their thoughts through google forms( https://forms.gle/GZepszjBZiT6DV988 ) if you want to be featured fill up the link.

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20/12/2024

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"It's normal to feel things sometimes, you're not the only one."A project to connect with people, and make them feel tha...
15/12/2024

"It's normal to feel things sometimes, you're not the only one."
A project to connect with people, and make them feel that they're not alone and they're not the only one who's going through hardships they always have someone out there.
also i love creating art for what i feel.
-
inspired by kuya geloy's Things you wanted to say but never did
https://www.instagram.com/geloyconcepcion/
https://www.facebook.com/thingsyouwantedtosaybutneverdid
-
📸: yours truly.
✍️: me, books, music lyrics & the one who shared their thoughts through google forms( https://forms.gle/GZepszjBZiT6DV988 ) if you want to be featured fill up the link.

help, I'm still at the restaurant. I’m stuck in this moment. Still here, long after everyone else has moved on. The plat...
26/09/2024

help, I'm still at the restaurant.

I’m stuck in this moment. Still here, long after everyone else has moved on. The plates have been cleared, the lights have dimmed, but I haven’t left. I’m cross-legged in the same spot, haunted by what was and what will never be.

People pass by, whispering, “What a sad sight.” But they don’t know the weight of the memories keeping me here. It’s like time forgot me, like I’m the only one who couldn’t find the door out.

I’m still waiting for something that’s never coming.

𝘛ℎ𝘦𝑟𝘦 𝘢𝑟𝘦 𝘮𝑖𝘭𝑙𝘪𝑜𝘯𝑠 𝑜𝘧 𝘸𝑎𝘺𝑠 𝑡𝘰 𝘥𝑖𝘦, 𝑏𝘶𝑡 𝑙𝘰𝑣𝘦 𝘪𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝘯𝑙𝘺 𝘵ℎ𝘪𝑛𝘨 𝘵ℎ𝘢𝑡 𝑐𝘢𝑛 𝑘𝘪𝑙𝘭 𝘺𝑜𝘶 𝘢𝑛𝘥 𝘬𝑒𝘦𝑝 𝑦𝘰𝑢 𝑎𝘭𝑖𝘷𝑒 𝑡𝘰 𝘧𝑒𝘦𝑙 𝑖𝘵.Love is a ...
12/08/2024

𝘛ℎ𝘦𝑟𝘦 𝘢𝑟𝘦 𝘮𝑖𝘭𝑙𝘪𝑜𝘯𝑠 𝑜𝘧 𝘸𝑎𝘺𝑠 𝑡𝘰 𝘥𝑖𝘦, 𝑏𝘶𝑡 𝑙𝘰𝑣𝘦 𝘪𝑠 𝑡𝘩𝑒 𝑜𝘯𝑙𝘺 𝘵ℎ𝘪𝑛𝘨 𝘵ℎ𝘢𝑡 𝑐𝘢𝑛 𝑘𝘪𝑙𝘭 𝘺𝑜𝘶 𝘢𝑛𝘥 𝘬𝑒𝘦𝑝 𝑦𝘰𝑢 𝑎𝘭𝑖𝘷𝑒 𝑡𝘰 𝘧𝑒𝘦𝑙 𝑖𝘵.

Love is a strange thing. It makes us feel alive, but at the same time, it can tear us apart. It’s like having your heart broken but still beating.

Every day, we face risks and dangers that could end our lives. But love is different. Love doesn’t just end life; it changes it completely. It brings us happiness and joy, but it also brings pain and heartache. It’s a paradox, something that can both give life and take it away.

When you love someone, you open yourself up to them. You share your heart, your dreams, and your fears. You trust them completely. But this also means you’re vulnerable. You’re giving someone the power to hurt you deeply, and that’s what makes love so powerful and dangerous.

Love can lift you up, make you feel like you’re on top of the world. But it can also crush you, leaving you feeling empty and lost. It’s a constant balance between happiness and pain, life and death.

Even when love hurts us, we keep coming back to it. We can’t help but chase that feeling, hoping for the happiness it can bring. Love is addictive. It’s the reason we get up every morning, the reason we keep going even when things get tough.

love is worth the risk. It’s worth the pain and heartache because it’s what makes life meaningful. Love is the one thing that can kill us while keeping us alive, reminding us of who we are and what we truly want.

So, while there are many ways to die, love is the one thing that makes life worth living, even when it breaks our hearts.

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