Thursday, December 30, 2010

Of Anger And Pain

This is for YOU.


There are definite stages that people go through when coping with difficult and challenging experiences in their lives.

I'm currently on the second one: ANGER.

I have passed Denial swiftly since my personality often refuse to deny general truths and pre-existing conditions.

The question is, how do I cope up with this stage? Believe me, this is going to hurt me too.

The pain you are about to feel will also be my pain, although not too long ago, mine had not been yours. I should have warned you before everything began; I should have told you about my flaw before I let you in my world. Maybe I would not need to do this. To hurt you will not be easy.


It has been written over and over, happy is the person who finds joy in sunshine through a window, bliss in smileys and random text messages, music in the laughter of playing children, pleasure in a borrowed book read over a lazy weekend.

And many believed.

Yet few realized the repercussions of living in the little things. Because just as they are the trinkets of happiness in our every day, they are, when neglected, constant reminders of what is unrequited.

The little things never were important to you, in the same way, I am inclined to think, I never was.

I am angry. I am hurt. And before all the hurting turns to hate, over which I am afraid I have no control, I must hurt you back. You are the reason. Somehow, you have yet to see that.


I remember how, as a child, I used to skip dinner whenever my mother would scold me. It was cruel, knowing how she would later feel guilty about her son hungering the whole night; it was nonetheless the perfect strategy to get what I wanted.

At a very young age, I discovered how pain changes people.

It is solitude in a vacant seat that shows us who and what really matter, indifference in empty conversations that reminds us of the people and things we have taken for granted.

Pain confronts us with the realities happiness cannot. Pain is liberating.

Do not be afraid. It is still I, the one who taught you are indeed a royal prince beyond your imperfections, that you don't have to feel like you have to be perfect, that you're the best version of a charming fairytale hero in your white clothes..



who took me for granted,
who can't seem to understand that mourning over a mother's death was hard enough,
who can't honor a promise made that you can and will wait,
who made me believe that everything will be ok,
who trusted me with your name which, as you said, is too personal,
who really digs men over women but professes being straight to the bone (even if you scream homosexuality),
who entrusted me with your pictures that are not for public consumption,
who exchanged sexual fantasies over phone calls (and always have a stiffy everytime you talked to me),
who believed that you found your match in me since you're exclusively a top,
who met me with this blog since you have yours
who is supposed to heal and treat people, not hurt them,
who played with my emotions,
who is a coward,
who is a liar,

yes you,
just you...

It is still I, I who will hurt when I see you hurt.

This is a cycle that must come to pass.

When it does, I do hope you forgive me, as I would forgive you.


Prolly I'll skip bargaining.
I'm not that desperate.
And besides, you found your "match" right?



  1. hope you'll find a reason to cheer up soon.

  2. As you said, this is just a stage. It now depends on how long will you be in this one. Don't let anger turn into hatred.

    "I used to skip dinner whenever my mother would scold me. It was cruel, knowing how she would later feel guilty about her son hungering the whole night." - I also used to do this. Not even the night but even the day after. I just remembered those times.

    Cheer up!

  3. Awww It's not me! ;-) Take it easy bro. It's just a phase.

  4. That bastard. I can understand where that pain and anger is coming from. As from your previous posts, it is really too much for him to do that.
    Not after what happened to your family.

    Enough of him, move on to the next.


  5. I'm new to your blog but right now i feel the pain you're feeling.

    Don't let pain and anger lose you. I know how much it hurts but then you need to move on...

    Thanks for following. I'll follow you too.

  6. who met me with this blog since you have yours


  7. @gillboard: of course, i will soon. It's like gastric pain: it will pass. =)

    @xall percé: I usually don't wallow in self-pity but this one hit me real hard. Oh well, I will move on. soon.

  8. @JR: it is really not you. you wouldn't do that right? =)

    @Kael: i'll guard my heart yet again. This time, it'll be real tight.

  9. @Kyle: Thanks buddy. It is one of my flaws really. But I will be fed up eventually. But for now, the hurting continues.

    @Ternie: Happy new year chief! Believe me, you really know this sanctimonious bitch. Hehe!