In my head

Breaking a habit is hard to do.

I have a habit of doubting the love of men who pass through my life.

My mother once said that an X of mine truly loved me but I was too neurotic to realize it.

My sister is often pissed with me because I keep on badgering her if she loves me which she thinks is a given and I am just being crazy.

Alvin who has zero patient on anything close to childish would often tell me "Understood na yan Hon." I do not really understand what he means but place in the context of "Asawa kita pinakasalan kita. Mahal na mahal kita." I usually get what he means.

I get it but I do not believe it.


I will stop doubting and start believing.


I made this resolution because I was eavesdropping in a Mary Kay orientation at Asian tongue (Excellent tomyum and desserst pala!) and the speaker nonchalantly said "Kailangan kong samahan ang husband ko sa mga party dahil baka iba ang dalhin niya."

I refuse to be a woman waiting for her husband to do wrong move. I choose to be hopeful and to believe.