Names have been changed. “No bipolars allowed. Life’s too short to keep them around,” my ex Brian recently wrote on his Instagram account. I laughed in disbelief. I imagined him saying it in his British accent, the reason why I fell in love with him on a whim, as if I were an unwanted pet … Continue reading On being dumped because of a mental illness
“Saan ang daan natin, ma’am?” “Kahit saan, Kuya. Kung saan tingin niyo pong walang traffic,” I answered thoughtlessly, with the air of a seasoned commuter who takes the cab every day. A Boyzone song played softly in the background while the dashboard of the tattered Corolla rattled uncontrollably, making the incessantly nodding toy dog look … Continue reading TFD Conversations Part I: The Happy Cab Driver
It was the 14th of February, 2006. Clad in my black and white checkered uniform, the fumes from my school bus lingering in my hair, I hop down and walk towards my condominium lobby, only to chance upon my then-bestfriend: embarrassed, terrified, and giddy in his white collared top and lopsided grin. I laugh out loud and hold on to my skirt, lest the wind reveals unsolicited high school girliness. A pause. Four long-stemmed roses and a shy smile. “Thank you,” I manage to utter. “Why four?!” I inquire, keeping my bangs away from my face and looking at him in the eye.
“Because,” he says. Continue reading “Valentine’s Day 2011: Same Same but Different”