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Hoy Glen, 'wag kang ano diyan. You are doing better! You are doing the right way! Hindi ba ang sabi dahan dahan lang! Ito naman!

It's okay. It's okay. Tama lang, tama lang ginagawa mo. Walang ginagamit na tao, not running away, and not using any substance. Okay. Anong sabi sa'yo, 'di ba sabi nakikita nila na you are trying. Oh, 'diba.

Focus. Focus. Pasok left ear, labas right ear—okay.

Its not your fault okay. Hindi mo kasalanan.

And if you think may fault ka, accept na you messed up— be accountable na lagi mo namang ginagawa, kahit hindi mo naman kasalanan nag sosorry ka, jusko hay nako. And try ulit. Bangon ulit.

Hindi ka tatakbo, hindi ka magtatago, wtf edi umiyak ka basta— bakla ayusin mo. Hindi sa pinepressure kita ah. Pero Glen namannnnnnn. Okay, you are trying.

Nagta-try ka. Okay. It's enough. Kaya keep on trying. Kung overwhelming ulit. Pahinga ulit. Okay.

Jusko baklang 'to. I'm saying this in general na ah, alam kong marami tayong bagahe. Kakaiyak mo lang kanina sa isang bagay, may iniiyakan ka na naman ngayon. Jusko ang eyebags mo naman. Alam kong ang dami at bigat ng bagahe kaya isa isa lang ah. Jusko sige ka diyan.

Bakla kaya mo 'yan, Leo at Dragon tapos cry cry.

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Ay ang taray pala ng chat na font, may bet q 'to kaysa sa regular HAHAHAHAHAHHA

World Mental Health Day

I have tried to express my concerns, to argue and debate, making it clear that this situation is unjust. It affects every one of their children. I understand that it is not entirely their fault either.

We can't deny that mental health issues comes as if its hereditary—its generational.

Yet, every single day, I endure the relentless push-and-pull treatment. Siblings may experience their own heaven and earth, but as for me, I am constantly pushed to the edge, as if falling onto sharp stones or pulled until I feel like I am gasping for my last breath.

Why? Is it because I am the middle child? Do they assume I will do anything and have grown tired of complaining? Is it because I am the middle child that when it comes to happiness, I am excluded, yet when blame is needed, fingers point at me even before I understand what went wrong?

I write this with tears, filled with worry about whether I will manage well tomorrow.

Here I am, facing everything that comes at me, believing that I can break this cycle, hoping that this will all eventually end.

Yet, the familiar feeling remains. The presence of this struggle lingers.

I am holding myself together, even as pieces of me fall to the floor. I try to gather them, believing that one day, I will no longer feel these emotions.

One day, this will pass.

One day, titigil ang generational traumas.

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Happy International Lesbian Day

I often find myself unsure about where I fit in terms of identity—whether I’m bisexual or lesbian. Sometimes I say that love is unconditional and that I appreciate every gender, which might make me pansexual.

In my younger years, people would call me pogi (handsome) or babaero (womanizer), not just because of my appearance but also because of how I dressed in more masculine outfits, attracting attention from girls. Even guys would come up to me, asking how to attract girls. 

Honestly, I didn’t do anything special. Maybe they just enjoyed my company.

As the years went by, people would joke about how I seemed to attract girls and how guys who liked me would get irritated by it. During my college days, there was a moment when a butch lesbian and two pretty girls jokingly argued over me.

"Si Glen ay para sa akin." 

"Glen, dito ka sa akin kaya kitang haranahin".

"Glen, 'wag kung sa akin ka willing akong gumilling".

'Pag naaalala ko natatawa pa rin ako, I'm still on contact sa mga iyan and making fun of them na dapat nag move on na sila sa akin. (Dahil nasa moving on stage rin ako jk).

Reflecting on this, it’s nice to see how people are open to the idea that it's possible to love one another, regardless of gender. Even though it was just a joke, all three of them were advocates for equality.

I knew deep down that I might be part of the LGBTQ+ community. Still, I considered myself a "date-to-marry" person, meaning that relationships for me were always serious, with marriage in mind. But it's challenging, especially in our country.

Before my college years ended, I got into a serious relationship with a mutual friend from another section (now my ex, miss u lol). From the moment we met in first year, she always initiated conversations and sent selfies to update me. While working on our thesis for clearance, we started talking more and realized we liked each other.

One day, she asked me what my SOGIE (Sexual Orientation, Gender Identity, and Expression) was. I looked very straight from the outside—after all, I had a lot of fangirls. She told me that I should tell her my SOGIE so we could make it official.

I told her I was bisexual and referenced my interest in Girls' Generation. 

At that moment, I felt a rush of excitement, realizing I was part of the rainbow community, and I felt fully accepted by her.

But after learning about my SOGIE, she started to elevate things between us, which was overwhelming for me, especially since I had just come out of the closet. When she said that if I liked her, I should tell her right away so we could be together, I felt a mix of pressure and emotion.

Despite the confusion, one thing was certain—I truly loved her. I loved her deeply.

We eventually became official, and during that time, I didn’t label myself as bisexual or lesbian. I labeled myself as "f**ysexual" (using her nicknamename + sexual), because she was the only one I was attracted to and loved in every way.

But then, it ended.

I cried, thinking that I should find another in instant. But I knew that it was her—she was the one I truly wanted. (And please I'm not that stupid to replace someone I loved. Idk what others do but jusko may human deceny pa ako. I know wala na akong pride, DIGNITY, at self worth dahil sa relationship but for God sake. Hindi naman ako atat).

It was difficult. It felt like I had lost my other half, the person who celebrated who I was. Now, she might be with someone else, celebrating every Pride, every Bisexual Day, and every Pansexual and Lesbian Day.

It is disheartening to have been open with someone for a year, to have entered into a relationship, only for it to end. It feels as though everything happened too quickly, and I allowed myself to agree to things in the name of love and the desire for acceptance. Hindi ko mawari if I'm just stupid or let someone to decide dahil ganito ang gender ko at dahil kakaopen ko lang I'm so easy to control. Baka pareho. Now, I find myself in the process of healing, which I know will take a considerable amount of time. 

But I am still that "date-to-marry" person. I know I can love someone wholeheartedly, cherish every inch of them, understand them, and be willing to sacrifice for them.

I am still a "date-to-marry" person.

And now that I am alone, it’s time to focus on myself—to fix what needs fixing and improve where I can.

So next time, I won’t just be celebrated for the love I can give or the chances I offer.

Next time, people won’t just be thankful for my presence—they’ll want to keep it.

Next time, I won’t just be the "best girlfriend." I’ll be someone who is cherished for a lifetime.

🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

Therapist: I know si Glen na kausap ko ngayon. Dati hindi si Glen eh.

: wdym

T: i know you are trying

: to kill myself?

T: no, you are trying to live na.

Update:

T: Yes and hanggang nandito me, sasamahan kita.

: sasamahan mo ba ako 'pag makikipagbalikan ako sa ex ko?

Countless letters and poems dedicated to you fill the pages of my notes, while endless sorrow for you occupies both my thoughts and heart.

— Rudy Francisco

Imagine the feelings of someone who recently went through a breakup, only to find out months later that their former partner has moved on with someone new.

Though you can't control another person’s emotions, you might wonder: 

Was there any infidelity involved?

Was it really that easy to replace me? 

How can they move on so quickly after causing so much pain?

You begin to question whether it was simply a matter of seeking companionship or comfort. Perhaps your former partner had heard similar words in the past but chose to overlook them. Now, you find yourself wondering if paying attention to those words, particularly when coming from someone new, would have made any difference.

How is it possible for someone to move on so easily? Do they even consider the heart they broke?

While you know that someone else's ability to move forward doesn’t determine your value, it's hard to shake the feeling that perhaps it was your fault. You question whether the relationship meant so little that it could fade so easily.

Someone's heart has been shattered—dying a little more each day. So, how can they sleep at night?

And most of all, you worry:

What if this happens to me?

Therapist thinking about her life decisions after talking to me

AM 01:27

Lord bakit hindi niyo na lang ibigay sa akin ang boses ni Taeil at ilagay niyo na siya sa kulungan?

Napaka disappointing especially aware naman siya na puro babae ang fans.

Deserve ni Yuta ang lines ni Taeil. Period.

SARILI KO NAMAN.

SARILI KO NAMAN ANG PAG TRITRIPAN NGAYON 😭 ↕️

(true buang na aq)

Is it okay to post my thirst trap here?

Grabe very seductive HAHAHAHHAAH lumbay nakakaiyak imissher

Is it okay to post my thirst trap here? (1)

Ibang thirst trap 2 bhie

OPENING UP

POV :

Lover Girlie Glen VS. Junior High Glen

btw si Lover Girlie always winner

Days are getting better, but healing is a long process. Just like healing, a love that is true takes time to fade. To be honest, no matter how much you want to erase it as easily as possible, it just stays there, without any intention of disturbing or asking again.

You love a person because you fell in love with them—not just because they look like a model or have a voice like a theater singer. Actually I miss hearing her voice, or kahit iying morning selfie na bare face. She's so pretty. Hindi dahil nasa pedestal siya, its just she's really amazing.

You loved them even with their flaws. Even when some of their attitudes confuse you, you still miss them. You've witnessed every version of them, and you liked them all. Even their future versions—you’re sure you would like those, too, even if you’re no longer around to witness them. Haha sad.

You just miss the person. You miss loving them. You miss making them feel that they deserve the love you're giving. Days are getting better, and I hope it's the same for her. Kahit gusto mong magkwento ng nga good things na nangyayari sa'yo iniimbak na lang sa platform na 'to.

Maybe next year this love will fade away, but I know—deep down—I still love her.

Typed this kanina habang nag kakape, ang daming Coffee Shops na sa Indang, for sure magugustuhan niya sana if she's here.

LUH

*BABAE KO

*MAGAGANDA TALAGA MGA ROSE

PASOK SA LEFT EAR LABAS SA RIGHT

DEADMA SA BASHERS LAB KO 'YON

AMEYTSU BABYYY

STRONG OUTSIDE, NAG BEBEG INSIDE HUHUHU

NAKAKAIYAK WTF

I MISS HERRRRR

LUMBAY TUNAY

NAKAKAIYAK I MISS HER SO MUCH I MISS MY AGOM

NAKAKATAKOT NAMAN MAGING MASAYA BAKA BAWIIN BUKAS

ANG BABAW NG HAPPINESS KO TONIGHT HUHU WHY IS THAT

PAWIS NA PAWIS NA AKO KAKATAWA

UPDATE

23:16

Wala pang kinabukasan binawi na agad

“Nobody looks good in their darkest hours. But it’s those hours that make us what we are.”

— Karen Marie Moning, Faefever

Princess

We are the same, coated with steel,

Even in the strongest storm, we stand still.

Our chemistry is surreal,

To separate, we don’t wait until.

You are royalty,

What we have is amity.

The power you hold is unity,

Your principles are piety.

Walking half-alive,

You run into my sight.

You know I’ve lost my might,

The will has lost its fire, it cannot even ignite.

You trusted someone to hold,

Already knowing that I was defeated, ahold.

The body once full of energy is now cold,

You’re disappointed that I lost my gold.

I don’t want to discuss,

Because I know you are bleeding with dust.

Both of us are now hideous,

We are not steel, but injured.

You’re reviving my dead body,

While you are flatlining already.

I told you to stop, to look at yourself firstly,

You said, “You willl do the same aptly.”

Are my good deeds from back then returning?

Or are you just a selfless being?

Not half-alive anymore, I’m already breathing,

I tell you now, I’ll save you from dying.

You let me walk and promised me,

You can treat the rust that I see.

The only thing I can do is run freely,

And you can survive daily.

I’ll leave a reminder, for what you do and what you offer,

For a decade, to your place, I’ve always wanted to come over.

Just like me, your torments—you can surrender.

In everything, I’ll be your undercover.

I know you’ll ride on warships,

Promise me to grip.

I’ll meet you in the ellipse,

Because I’ll bring you your pink tulips.

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#Friendship #Companionship #Grateful

Umagang Relapse jk

Oo payapa. Hindi na ako nag aalinlangan, walang tumutulak at paulit ulit na hinahatak. Dahil itinigil na.

Seryoso na. Tunay na. Wala na.

Pero kailan ba irerelease ni Geiko ang "Nang tahimik" at ni Pattia Galicia ang "Marupok?

Upang iyon na lang ang papakinggan ko.

Tunay na marupok sa'yo kahit bumubuo ka ng pader para sa'yo. Ganoon rin ako. Ngunit sumisilip ako kung paano mo ihalo ang semento. Mas tinaasan ko pa ang pagpapatong patong ng bato para sa ating dalawa, ngunit kahit wala na ang presensya mo. Ay para naman siyang nagdodorm sa utak ko.

Tanggap naman na ang lahat, mula sa kasal na mauudlot, sa bahay na may farm ay helera ng bulaklak sa harapan. Tanggap na rin naman na hindi na natin aayusan ang isat isa, hindi na mag tutulad ng kulay ng damit, hindi na matitikman ang luto, at hindi na manunuod ng pelikula sa gabi.

Kung kaya naman kitang ibigin noon ng palihim, baka kaya ko rin ngayon ngunit may alaala na akong bitbitin. Ni hindi ko nga alam kung pag ibig pa ba, o baka miss lang kita.

O baka iniisip na, sana maayos na lang ang pagpapaalam?

Pero isa ang totoo, alam kong tatagal ako dito, hindi dahil hindi ako makausad ngunit alam mong sersoyo sa pangako. Minahal ka nang totoo. Kahit pigilan minsan tumatambay ka pa sa isip ko.

Hayaan mo na lang ako. Baka mapagod rin ako sa susunod.

Basta ang ang mahalaga, masaya tayo na wala na tayo.

Masaya ka dahil wala na ako. Nagagawa mo na ang gusto mo.

Ganoon rin ako.

Masaya tayo dahil sarili na natin ang gusto. Sarili na natin ang may Good Morning at Matutulog na ako.

Baka sa susunod na mga taon, makapagpaalam na tayo sa susunod nang tama. Hindi na ako makulit at hindi ka na iritable.

Baka sa susunod na mga taon. Sasabihin na lang natin na, buti naghiwalay tayo.

Baka sa susunod kahit walang paalam, sadyang alam natin na sumubok naman tayo.