Today’s March 22… it has been 11 months since… haay…
I actually don’t understand how I feel. I don’t know what I’m supposed to feel. I’m glad that I’m not depressed or anything though. I’m just afraid that maybe I’m numbing myself again to protect my heart. That’s scary. According to my counselling I need to grieve properly over losses… otherwise it will become pathological grief. But grief comes in many forms too… sometimes it doesn’t even involve crying.
Pero masakit sa heart.
I’m just glad that friends are supportive. My bestfriend Tara just called me yesterday. Pinasaya niya ako. ^^ Gusto ko na tuloy pumunta ng Davao…
I just hate it when people sort of make me hate him. They try to put him in a bad light. Well that doesn’t work for me. I don’t want to hate people… especially him. Well at least I’m bitter, right?
I’m not fanning the flame anymore. But I know love will remain… I won’t shoo it away… i’ll wait for time to just change its form.
