Monday, March 20, 2023
Fraudfest
Saturday, March 18, 2023
Weekend shenanigans
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| Ballet recital on a Sunday |
I guess my blogposts now revolve around weekends with friends. Since I got back from Davao, I have been meeting friends non-stop. I am not complaining, but as an introvert, these activities are a revelation -- that I can thrive in a social environment. I might even enjoy this new lifestyle. I like feeling awkward every now and then. When I am awkward, I tend to listen more. I realized that people like to talk about themselves a lot. I call it the Kris Aquino syndrome -- "Ay, ako kase..." or "I don't know with you, but with me..." It's fascinating and torturous. In the back of my mind, I have thoughts like "Kailangan nya ng blog or podcast" and "Sounds like a personal problem." Yes, I internally judge like that, but don't we all?
Sunday, March 12, 2023
Favorite playmate
I met up with my college friends yesterday. Freya, Naj's gifted child, thinks I am only ten years old. I don't know why she had that impression. I mean, that was just our second meeting (the first time was during her first birthday) and I definitely do not look young. Hello, gray hairs and fine lines! But as the day went on, I noticed that Freya enjoyed my company more than the others. She would always go to my side of the table. She would ask me stuff like do I play Call of Duty or any video games. She would invite me to dance with her (in public!), which was sort of embarrassing, but since I was with a 5-year-old kid, it was also kind of OK. At one point, I took her away from everyone to show her beautifully decorated animal cookies -- no stranger danger reflex whatsoever! We played PokemonGo while everyone else was busy discussing old people problems. When we had to part ways, she cried and made me promise to attend her birthday party next month. She told her mom that I was not her favorite tita, but I was her favorite playmate.
Maybe she was comfortable around me because I did not make her feel that she was just a tag along; or because I did not take her interests and actions as juvenile or improper; or because I did not correct her when she said that I am just 10 years old. I think kids are drawn to me because I do not have that parent vibe. After all these years, I remain to be a Peter Pan.
Friday, March 10, 2023
Am I that important?
Thursday, March 9, 2023
The last of the freedoms
Six years ago today, I left my hometown to embark on a great adventure called self-love. I wanted to be free of the burden of pleasing my family. I thought I would be looking after our family home for the rest of my life. The look and feel of that house and everything in it made me lonely and sad. I did all kinds of errands for all of them -- I took care of their bills, taxes, and debts; I secured for them their school, church, work, and government documents; I reached out to friends and relatives as the official family emissary. I eventually realized that I did everything they asked of me because I was trying to prove that I am worthy of my family's love and attention. I had formed abandonment issues when they all left for the US (and Palawan for Ate Ching), which I am still healing from until today.
I went through the highs and the lows of starting over in my new place. It was hard to find real friends and it was even harder remaining friends with people I only met in the workplace or through a new network. The change gave me so much anxiety and self-doubt. For a time, I kept a facade of accomplishment, independence, and confidence. I did not want other people (my family most of all) to know that I was having a hard time and thinking that I made the wrong decision. It was only through vulnerability and honesty that I found real joy and real friends.
I still do some of those stuff for my family, but I no longer think of them as a burden. I do them because it is the least that I can do as a family member. I am no longer scared of losing anyone's love or feeling unwanted. For as long as I can choose how to live, I am right where I should be.
"Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of human freedoms - to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way." - Viktor E. Frankl
Friday, March 3, 2023
Aargh
Thursday, March 2, 2023
Are you OK?
It is interesting how these three words can make a person feel. A few years ago, I would have been annoyed by this question and would respond, "Fuck off," but as I grow older (and hopefully more mature), I realized that the question is intended to assure the concerned (i.e., the asking party) that there is nothing to worry about. And if you are not OK, the question is an offer of help, a genuine desire to understand your situation, and an opportunity for you to rant or to vent out your emotions if you feel like it.
I find myself asking that question to friends and strangers lately. Others were curious about my inquiry. "What made you ask that?" Well, maybe because you are not being your usual cheerful self? Maybe because I know you are in a lot of pressure or have experienced an event that I myself would crack under? Maybe because I have not seen or heard anything about those plans and work that made you excited? Is it too odd that I care?
In any event, I am here for whatevs.
