Day 32: Green light.

[Image taken] Earlier this evening, Ricky and I had another argument again. I blamed him for being boring and for being too busy. I blamed him for not being spontaneous  enough and for… Read More →

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Day 31: Here’s a nightmare, I hope you wake up.

I have been depressed for the past few days and I think yesterday’s post revealed that I was in my lowest point. Miraculously, somehow, I woke up today with a bit more optimistic… Read More →

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Day 30: Trough.

[Image taken] I have this feeling again. I can’t breathe. My heart is pounding so hard and a lot of things are going through my mind. My doubts and insecurities are eating me… Read More →

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Day 29: He is getting sick of you.

[Image taken] Dear friends, I’m depressed and I’ve had images of hanging myself in my room- I probably shouldn’t be thinking of that. My boyfriend Ricky tells me a lot that I am… Read More →

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Day 28: To message ALL 170 FRIENDS

[Image taken] Hello Insomnia, we meet again. It’s 2: 36 am and I have been awake- stalking people in Facebook, desperately trying to message old friends who have rotted in my “To Talk”… Read More →

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Day 27: I want to have fun with drama!

[Image taken] My life is pretty boring right now. I’m turning 23 soon and I’m looking back to the time when I was (younger) partying (hard-er) and socializing with people who were willing… Read More →

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Day 25: Mental breakdown.

Dear life, My driver’s license is going to be taken away from me pretty soon. My work permit is gone and now my driver’s license. What’s next? My visa? Gee… thanks. Love, Someone… Read More →

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Day 21: Cupid missed!

[Image taken] I’m in a relationship and I hate this day. I don’t feel all lovey-dovey on this beautiful Thursday morning. I don’t feel excited about Valentine’s day even though I’m in a… Read More →

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Day 19: I twisted my ankle.

For the 4th time in history, my right ankle twisted itself again. Hey! That looks like my ankle, but it’s not mine. [Image taken] Let me give you a brief history of my… Read More →

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Day 18: Fear of Rejection.

It’s been 8 years and 8 months since I left my home country, the Philippines. I was 14-years-old and now, I’m 22 (I turn 23 this May!). I haven’t been home since then… Read More →

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