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First time ko magsabi ng totoo and be uncomfortable with the truth
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First time ko magsabi ng totoo and be uncomfortable with the truth

As a non-confrontational person, I finally had the guts to hit send and say how I really feel. I’m the kind of person who keeps bottling up feelings, letting things pass, and finding excuses for other people’s actions. But I realized this person could’ve chosen the right words to say, but he didn’t. So here I am finally communicating my feelings and no longer letting others speak to me in a way I hate.

u/Bitter_Switch_5109 — 9 hours ago
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MCA I cant seem to forgive my dad even when he is dead.

Yeah, you read that right. I know a lot of you will think na patawarin na kasi patay naman na, hayaan na magpahinga yung tao.

Today is Mothers’ Day, and all I could think about was how amazing my mom was before she met a new man. My stepfather. She’s still a strong woman though, up until now I think in the eyes of my siblings.

My mom worked tirelessly after my papa left me and my brother to be with another woman and have 3 children with her.

I never heard her talk shit about my father. She basically lived at work and came back home at night to feed us dinner be with us and sleep so she would be ready for tomorrow.

I was happiest when she was at home. I felt like there was someone to look out for me as the eldest child who always babysat my brother. When she came home at night and became a mom to us, I felt like I could be a child again. I was 10 years old at that time.

When my mom came home from work she always had something for me and my brother. I was Grade 5 I think at that time. School hours in the province back then were whole day. I would just go home for lunch to feed me and my brother who were left alone in the house with only good neighbors looking out for him.

At that time it wasn’t a task or a responsibility for me to look after my brother but rather just day-to-day life as an eldest sister.

I just realized now that I’m 30 and working overseas and after being dealt with a lot of heartbreaks because of a boy I still cannot seem to fathom how my mom felt when my sperm donor dad left us. Calling him “dad” makes it a lot harder for me to type the word Dad. But out of respect I’ll just give it to him.

I can’t seem to imagine how my mom coped with it knowing she had me and my brother.

She was a housewife before dad left us. She didn’t have any work experience at that time so she resorted to being a labandera until I graduated Grade 6 and left our province.

I don’t intend to write my life story here. I just wanted to say that my mom was once an amazing mom.

Sorry Lord if I can’t forgive my dad.

Happy Mothers’ Day, Ma.

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u/Bitter_Switch_5109 — 4 days ago