I dont know if comes with maturity or years of being on the same spot all over again, but this time I didnt cry hard.
Done with walking on eggshell.
Done pretending.
Done assuming.
Done with my accusations based on gut feel which he denied then in the end were all true.
Done with him future faking. He doesnt even had a single time to plan to go somewhere except malls (like what?)
Done with getting him experience the world by travelling, fuck that. He couldnt even show a little bit of excitement or interest on every country we've flown, every new places we went just nonchalant, ungrateful narc.
Done with giving him money. For letting it "ikot" and "kita" after sugal. Darn!
Done with downplaying all his revelations like I had a son after we had my first born. Or he did not graduate college, after my second born. The best was, I had livein partner for 3 months because I didnt have work and I coulnt go home because theres a possiblity I cant enter anymore.
When asked why is Macau the only country in the world why you cant just go fucking home. Answer was, hes lived in with the girl a motnh after he flew to Macau. Not just 3 motnsh but for like almost a year! And said it was over, then I was like meh okay forgiven. Only to find out, they are still together living on the same room! DONE WITH WEB OF LIES.
Another best thing was when I asked him does your unclde kew you "had" gf? He answered "Hindi papayag yun." When I saw his phone his uncle was their photographer in Londoner HAHA! Like WTF.
Best again is white lies then that fucking GRIN with no tooth on the side. It's not lie thats deceipt fucktard!
Done with me not respecting myself, to always be battered with disrespect and deceipts over and over again! What was I thinking?!
Done affirming myself that I love him, because I dont - it's trauma fucking bond.
Lord Jesus, I pray to you
That we may be healthy Khaled Eloise and Me.
To have a happy and simple life.
To travel the world, with our very own family (Lola, Lolo, Faye, Mai and Liam).
To have a decent home where we can finally live together as family.
I pray that I will be enough to my children.
That they may not ask and need their father, for all his sins.
That they may excel in studies and have a decent work , may chose the perfect partner from the LORD JESUS CHRIST, and have a complete family.
That my children will be brave and strong, wise and knows how to value love and trust and respect and loyalty and humility. That they may never crave lust and all the sins of the world.
Give my children strength to face all life's turbulence, and let them have peace of mind to make sound judgement. Bless them father.
I pray they may always come to me, for love and comfort and joy that only a mother can give.
All their problems I pray they share with me, and please Lord grant me a sound heart and mind to give the best answer to all their questions.
As a single mom, Lord, help me. Help me navigate this life all by myself and to teach the rigth direction to my children. Bless me Oh Lord, all the resources I need to support them as I grow old and frail. Make me strong to carry them to the top and be the best versions of themselves.
Bless me Oh Lord, to be with them as they grow old and have families. I would love to see my grand children and take care of them. I want to live a hapy life with my kids, grant this thru Christ. Amen.
Una sa lahat, pinili ko to.
Masakit yung paulit ulit kang sinasaktan, pero pinili mo pa ding mahalin.
Masakit yung kahit anong gawin mo, ikaw lang pala ang lumaban hanggang sa huli.
Masakit yung malaman mo na may iba na pala, hindi mo pa alam.
Masakit yung taong binibida mo sa ibang tao, yun pala ikaw niyuyurakan na sa iba.
Masakit yung malaman mong nagtitiis ka sa hirap ng laban ng buhay bilang isang ina, habang sya na man may kayakap ng iba at may ngiting tagumpay.
Masakit yung taong buong puso mo pinagkatiwalaan, bumuo na pala ng sariling buhay kapiling ng iba.
Masakit yung akala mo sya yung katuang mo sa laban ng buhay, pero hindi na pala ikaw ang pinag sasabihan nya ng mga ganap sa buhay nya.
Masakit yung akala mo may papel kapa sa buhay nya, binigay na pala nya ang susi sa iba.
Masakit yung, niloloko ka. Para ka na ding sinaksak patalikod habang naka ngiti.
Masakit yung pinili na nya, kahit anong tanggi tagos sa buto. Pinili na nya ang iba.
Masakit yung ilang taong binuno kasama ng mga bata, mauuwi sa alikabok na prang tinangay ng hangin. Napuwing, umiyak, natulala.
Masakit yung makita ang mga bata, maghanap ng kalinga ng ama. Na hindi ko maibibigay kailan man.
Masakit, maiwan, magisa sa ere ng taong akala mo sya na.
Masakit pala. Masakit pala, kung mali ang pinili mong mahalin. Hindi lang ako ang pusong nawasak, may dalawa pang umasa.
Masakit, dahil sa lahat ng sakit ayaw kona sa iyo. Sinaktan mo lang ako. Ginamit. Niloko. Pinaglaruan.
Pinagsamantalahan. Daig ko pa ang nagahasa ng syam na taon. Apaka dumi. May tao pala na labis ang sama ng ugali katulad mo. Tama ka sa isang bagay, ikaw ay isang demonyo.
Hindi ko sinusumbat lahat ng nagawa ko sa iyo, tunay lang akong nagmahal. Hindi ko lang malubos isipin na eto ang kahahantungan ko sa mga kamay mo. Mga kamay na may tinik, pusong may lason, matang nakaka bulag. Katabi ko ay ahas, na unti unti akong pinapatay sa tuklaw.
Higit sa lahat, masakit maging manhid. Hindi ko na alam, pano ang tunay na pagmamahal pagkatapos neto. Takot, wlang tiwala, di na papayag, ayaw na ng pusong ginawang bato ng taong wla naman akong ginawa kundi mahalin ng buong buo. Sa huli, ako pala yung talo.
Masakit. Ngunit, di nakakagulat. Una sa lahat, pinili ko ito.
The last time we met was the time I finally come to terms with the real you.
Yes, I know who you are the moment you spoke, the first date we had. I KNEW YOU.
I ignore every fucking red flags and gave in to few good(well fake) things about you.
After nine years, having fully known the depth of narcissism I finally broken down the code. It was love bombing(showering of gifts I dont even want), hoovering (back and forth, on and off), future faking, mirroring (acting like me, just to make me like you), triangulation ( there's always a third party involved in every conversation that should have only been us to resolve in the first place), word salad (for every conversation turned argument with no resolution, you are only getting my reaction and anger nothing is resolved), pathological liar (ofcourse mutiple cheating), new supply (ofcourse Jelly Ann, new supply. new shiny toy.)
This last months were rough, Im like in the brink of something. Like shadow cast in my way.
Im at a lost for words, why the hell are you not conversational? Damn 1 month after you flew you found the new supply, thats why. Making us look stupid when we visited Macau.
Uneducated me just cried and pitied myself obvioulsy. Until he went back to "fix" (the house not us) whatever. The new supply has thick face to even add me once again (for a millionth time) in instagram so I called her. Just to be blown by her news that the Narc is living with him, still. Infact for solid one year.
Lost for words, I just talked to this new supply and the triangular LOL the new supply's mother.(is this called supplier? LOL) Just how they do the conversation shocked me to the core, like hey theyre like family mentioning about the new supply work ethic (as if it makes sense to me), like the use of money (im lost again), BUT WHERE IS THE RESPECT GURL? Thats the time I realized, theres no sense to 3 way call these ignoramus. Im not getting anything, they are fighting over and me im just using the phone to fix my hair and eye lashes. Funny though, I felt numb and pathetic and I care less. These monkeys just a waste of my precious time.
So then the Narc said he chose us, the family. But I dont I care, I dont believe they are all monkeys.
What I did was, broke up with him. After that I learned about a lot using his fucked up phone.
All hell break loose mother fucker, like way back my eldest was born the cheating has gone mad.
And the triangulation, gone far and deep like I dont know these people but the Narc talking to them like mother and sisters. Like Damn that close where you can say to me in video call is hi hello bye.
Damn his brain is poluted, I thought he was just busy working doing his thing and sleep like a baby afterwarsdbut nah a lot of dark side of him I saw. One hell of a different person emerged. Cant help but be disgusted.
I saw him, crystal clear. I said my goodbye while he held my hand and cried on demand(crocodile tears). Then we closed the door all I can say is "bombs away!" LOL
Then I learned about Narc. Damn, I wouldnt waste a tear (even crocodile tear) for this NARC.
What an A-HOLE all of them HAHA
While listening "Neither one of us" song in Spotify I cant help but think of the memories over the years spent with the person, reflecting the person I want to be (as a partner).
I lost the person, I lost the part of me that I love. The one who mirrored me, the imagination, the fantasies all faded away like dust in the wind.
Now it's "Killing me softly with his Song"... Ha!
I find myself aging gracefully. Mature enough not to settle for less, not to cave in to lust and short term happiness and moving away from things that doesnt server me.
Looking back, I view breakups like it is end of the world. Nothing important in life to lose.
I was manic always down and slump on the bed crying all day, all night. Now, I sleep like a baby, eat mindfully, choosing or buying things mindfully. Way back I spent money for something I dont even need, believed it like therapy, like I need to give in to urge and splurge.
This is a game changer. As I age, mature and experience and learn a lot from the past I begin to see myself more clearly. Who am I? What do I really like? What type person do I NEED to settle? What should I take and what should i let go? What to forgive and whats non negotiable. To give in to my natural and authentic self without being apologetic. By showing everyone my truth, with all my heart.
And then I realize, there is no more time playing around like stupid hen with worm hooked on stick wrapped around its waist. Yes it was me. I want to define my own self, to write my story. It doesnt end like this, nah. I am Frances. I can do whatever I want to do in this wonderful, beautiful life the Lord has given me. No more holding back, no more consideration to people who makes me feel unseen, unheard, misunderstood, mistreated, insecure, unlove, unimportant, irrelevant, an option and disrespected. No place for those people, please! I know I have a heart of gold that keeps on forgiving even the unforgivable. But again I dont want it to block whats for me, the gift of life. Nothing like these nonsense can go my way now. :) My time is up with these blood suckers haha!
NO time to waste, already spent a lot of time looking in wrong places and engaging in wrong people.
I believe I can carry on much stronger than ever. And be much happier with me, myself and I only (with my babies Eloise and Khaled ofcourse).
