Soooo, I rarely post blogs and I now want to write one as my outlet for what is happening with my life. I know you all don't know me personally but it's actually a good thing to have some confidentiality.

Please read at your own risk. Huehuehue. :D

I seriously want to write this in Filipino for more 'feels',,,but I can't. Pucha kasi eh. baka puro mura masabi ko. Hahaha, tengene.

Let's do thisssss

Just this year, my family has been a wreck.Well, actually it's been a few years but just this year, everything sunk like the Titanic. It all started because of mere gossips and suspicion. Until it came that I now have a broken family.

It got worse when my father had a 'mistress'. We have no actual proof but I know you'll know one when you see them, as well as his behavioral changes. Our family kept mum about it but one time, they got caught. We cofronted her and she was seriously the mad one. She's throwing curses to my mom, but at least my mom was fighting back, Very brave. I knew she can handle it but I almost punched the woman (eventhough she's double my size. I weigh 37kg and 5 ft in height. Just imagine. HAHAHAHA.) when she started pointing a finger to my mom like she's going to poke her eyes out any moment. I told her "SUBUKAN MONG MAHAWAKAN LANG NANAY KO BAKA MATADYAKAN KITA SA SIKMURA.(Don't you dare touch my mom or I will kick you in the guts). I was trebling in fear, anger, satisfaction. I don't know. I just know I hated that . Until now.

If she really did not do anything, she should sue us for defamation. But she didn't. She started talking badly about our family and even our friends were affected since they're being involved in our family issues. Worse, my father turned his back against us and started defending the . One common friend stood up for us and got in a verbal fight with the woman. From then, she shut up. Never showed her face to us again. It was amazing.

But that didn't end.

My parents fight got a lot worse and it's about everything and basically all the things they did together. My father destroyed some of our things at home and ripped our family picture. I even ended up being hit by my father because I was shouting at him. I've had too much and I just ing can't understand why, that's why I did that. My mom even called the police but I was so scared and never in my whole life that I wished for my father to be imprisoned because of me.

Fortunately it was settled.

My father left home. I don't really know what is happening with his life. I will admit, I hated him. Only that time.

Lately, he's been keeping contact with me. For my birthday, he greeted me and it was the most touching ever. He was never affectionate andI know he wasn't the 'perfect type' but it made me cry. He even sent food for me. PIZZA! We both love this food. However, my mom didn't like the fact that our father sent me food. She doesn't even like me having contact with my father. This time, I had to go against her. I told her that it was for me and not for her so if she doesn't like it, then don't at it. Simple as that.

My point is...I know they can't get back together anymore but I still want to patch things up with my father. HE IS STILL MY DAD.

*sigh*

I think that's it for now...If you survived reading this, then congrats. You've known one dark part of my life, in which I don't even share even with my closest friends. But I'm fine...at least I am trying...and I am not suicidal. Hahahahaha.

Alright! Time to write!!!! <3