AN OPEN LETTER TO MYSELF

Dear Self,

I know it's been a tough couple of months.

I know that on most days, you just want to sit in a corner and cry your eyeballs out.  And on some days, you just want to scream.  But you're smart enough to know that that won't solve anything. Besides, wailing and screaming will only give you red, puffy eyes and a sore throat. So NO, we are not resorting to that.

And admit it, tulala ka minsan when you're driving home from work. Tigilan mo na yan, dilikado.

You feel helpless and you hate it.  Because in the past, you always manage to find ways. You always make it through, one way or another.  Except now. (don't lose hope!)

You were never one to self-pity.  But I understand.  You feel that you've done everything right so why are things falling apart?  You've been nothing but responsible, so why does it feel like you're being punished?

Now this is a cliche, pero kaya mo yan.

I know you want to point your finger at someone for all this trouble but forget it. Leave it.

What you need to do now is to FACE IT.

Let's roll with the punches.