Notes

On the latter part of march and early april, family & friends kept insisting Im a candidate of depression & anxiety. Because of the pandemic, the abrupt change is something i thought i handled well. I did maybe. But moving in, is something very difficult for me, i guess. Apart from the thought of missing my old life in our old house, i was pressured on how i could be doing everything all at the same time, that no one else is going to be affected. Because people are used to me being available. I thought i was okay. I was in denial. I knew i was strong. I believed I am okay. But i wasnt. The more I try to calm myself, the more it gets hard. After all these, I will remember the people who understood, who shared their ears to listen, who loved me despite the odds. And to the people who added fuel to the fire, maybe it’s God’s way of showing me who to treasure and who are worth my time. It’s not going to be easy, but im praying it’s going to end soon.