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violywrites · 1 month
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It's funny how my friends came to me when they needed me the most, and I always made sure to be there for them, available, and ready to listen to their worries and troubles. But now that I'm the one who needs company and ears, it appears that I'm begging for something I'll never have. 🥺
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violywrites · 5 months
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Funny because I just did, but my feelings were ignored too. I don't know if he is not aware or just chooses not to address my sentiments.
Hayssss.
What if one day, the words you kept for so long suddenly slips out? The emotions you have been hiding behind your smiles were slowly popping out?
I have always wondered what it is like to be transparent with my feelings. What if I am brave enough to confront if I feel used and left alone? What would the relationship be?
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violywrites · 6 months
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Why am I the easiest person for you to let go when you get overwhelmed or when things get better for you?
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violywrites · 6 months
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What if one day, the words you kept for so long suddenly slips out? The emotions you have been hiding behind your smiles were slowly popping out?
I have always wondered what it is like to be transparent with my feelings. What if I am brave enough to confront if I feel used and left alone? What would the relationship be?
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violywrites · 8 months
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This year seems to be the most challenging year for me so far. I am so lost and can't find the right words or emotions to describe how I really feel. I thought I am doing my best but never felt satisfied. I am okay then suddenly I am not. I am so composed then suddenly I don't know where I am anymore. My thoughts are so scattered and it seems like I am not doing anything for it. If I can just pause everything to breathe, to think, to reset, I would. 😔
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violywrites · 1 year
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It's alright, you're almost there.
The pain you're feeling right now, the sadness that's been hunting you at night, the countless "what ifs" and "am I not enough", and the burden you've been trying so hard to carry are the struggles that will soon be the main reasons of you becoming the strongest version of yourself.
The process may be long, tiring, and almost impossible but the outcome of your sacrifices will always be greater than all of it. If you ever feel like giving up and succumbing to your battles, that is exactly the time that you're almost on the verge of winning. Get up, start again, and face them all - head on.
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violywrites · 2 years
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Always remember that you are beautiful and wonderful. There's one person out there who will always makes you remember that. Hang in there, that person will come to your life when you least expect it.
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violywrites · 2 years
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I thought I am already used to this feeling, but I guess no one's gonna be used to pain. I am hurting and I didn't even know why.
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violywrites · 2 years
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My heart is happy.
11/19/21
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violywrites · 3 years
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It's too Painful
Dear Heart,
How are you? I know you're hurting right now. I know you want to cry out loud to ease the tremendous pain you're feeling. Let's give up on him, okay? Let's stop loving him, let's stop caring about him. We both know how happy he is already that he found someone whom he fell in love with, right? Isn't that we always wanted for this day to happen, for him to fall in love with someone so that we can move-on and find someone that will make us happy and loved?
It already came. Yes it is, sadly. Let's give up, okay? But please, do not give up on love. Do not build your walls too high, do not compare everyone to every bit of him. Let us not find him in other people, okay? Let's be happy that he's happy, and let's be happy that finally, he unintentionally gave us the biggest reason to move on.
I know you can be happy again, heart. I know we can.
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violywrites · 3 years
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Your Pain is Worth-it
Masakit diba? Lalo yan sa mga susunod na araw, sa mga araw na maaalala mo yung mga masasayang memories ninyo, yung mga tawanan, kwentuhan ng kung anu-ano, at saka yun bang nasa isang lugar lang kayo, walang usap-usap pero nandun yung kalma, nandun yung saya, nandun yung pagmamahal. O, diba ang sakit na?
Kinukwestyon mo yung sarili mo, “Ano bang nagawa kong mali?”, “May nasabi ba ako o nagawa na hindi nya nagustuhan?”, “Meron ba syang sinabi na hindi ko nasagot?”, “Sumobra na ba yung pagpapakita ko ng care sa kanya?”. Tapos mapapansin mo nalang na unti-unti nang nababasa ang ‘yong mukha sa mga luha na pilit mong kinukubli sa lahat ng ‘yong mga kasama. Kasi kailangan nilang makitang masaya ka, dahil pag nakita na nilang nasasaktan, alam mong masasaktan din sila para sayo.
Pero alam mo ba, yang pain na nararamdaman mo, worth-it yan. Worth-it yan dahil paghilom ng sugat sa puso mo, mas matatag ka na, mas malakas ka na. Worth-it yan dahil finally, after so many times of trying, after so many bruises, you stopped - pinagpahinga mo na rin sa wakas yung puso mo, pinatigil mo na rin ang puso mo na piliting maging masaya sa isang relasyon na ikaw lang naman ang bumuo. Worth-it yan dahil finally, makikita mo na yung worth mo - ikaw bilang isang taong kayang ibigay ang sobra-sobrang pagmamahal. Worth-it yan dahil sa susunod, sa susunod na may dumating ulit sa buhay mo, alam mo na kung paano poprotekhan ang puso mo dahil hindi mo na hahayaang masaktan ka pa ulit tulad ng sakit na nararamdaman mo ngayon. Worth-it yan dahil lahat ng nasasaktan, tumitibay. Feel the pain until you realize that your pain is already your strength.
I know one day, yung genuine love na ibinigay mo sa maling tao, eh may tamang tao na magbabalik at magpaparamdam nun sayo. Balang-araw.
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violywrites · 3 years
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I'll forever wonder if you're all lies. If what you've said, what you've shown me, what you've shared, what you've let me feel were all not true.
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violywrites · 3 years
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I cared too much and now that it's all gone, the pain of not being able to express this care is too much also.
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violywrites · 3 years
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She got distracted.
Barely meeting the deadlines, losing the will to accomplish a task, and wanting to get out of all responsibilities all the time. Demotivated? Is it the right term? Or am I just slacking off?
Am I really distracted? Where? Why? How? I don't know the answer. I can't seem to find the answer.
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violywrites · 3 years
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I Got Lost For A While
“I had enough”, I told myself last, last week. The recent situation triggered my emotions and I never thought I would really give up. I got blamed entirely for something that I did not do, and what frustrates me the most is that I was not given the chance to explain myself. It seemed like I took the blame to save the others. In my 7 years in the company, I never thought I would cry my heart's out. I felt like I was losing my motivation to work and just the thought of coming to the office makes me tired and restless. So, I asked for a time-off. For a whole week, I stayed at home. I cooled down. I cut communications with some people. I let myself be angry with the situation. I let it all out. I breathe.
I felt guilty with my 1-week leave, knowing that my teammates will suffer because of my uncontrolled emotions. But for this time, just for this moment, I chose myself. I prioritize myself. And that was the best thing that I did so far.
I had lots of realizations and lessons with what I have been through. But my greatest lesson from this experience is to always put yourself first. Do not shrug things off, or let the situation be. Face it. Recognize it. Be transparent with your feelings to your trusted people. Acknowledge your emotions. Remember that it is okay to show your vulnerable side once in a while but you should always make sure to come back stronger and braver the next time. Because, it is only after we admit we are not okay that we can come back stronger.
I may got lost for a while but now that I collected myself, I know I am better to what I used to be.
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violywrites · 3 years
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Damn it hurts.
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violywrites · 3 years
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Why do I feel like I always have to say sorry to him for being honest?
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