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Oh, nagdidiary pala ako!
I saw the message below from Facebook memory which I apparently found in my stack of papers per caption I've written. The last two paragraphs are the only thing that would seem to make sense. Rereading the letter though, I think I understand why I have written this diary before. Life was difficult during those times and I was too young to know that I was strong enough for the adversity.
Experience indeed is the best teacher. Now I know that whatever comes my way, I will always be able to get through it. Whether it is a problem to be solved or a situation to be faced, I know I will be able to stand and overcome it.
April 18, 2005
Dear Misah,
Hi! I don't really know what to say, or feel. Last night I was crying a river for mere reasons of not wanting to go home, and not wanting to be alone. I felt so tired about life. My friend got angry with me because I just cried... not telling the real reason for crying. But those were my reasons, and my friend didn't believe me... never left my side though.
I have arrived at a decision that I know will be a real turnaround in my life. This time, I will be living in the real world. I just hope this fancy world I am living in will give me a gate pass.
I am just wondering... why do we have to fight for life. It is as if this is our instinct. Couldn't we just lie down and die? Why is it that when we arrive at a crossroads we have to choose a road? Why could we just be a the intersection and wait for the roads to merge? Then go on... or die waiting.
Whatever reasons God may have for these, I beg of you my dear angel to guide me every day. I know He provides strength, please let me use it.
As always,
Rhei
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