Ishi, a close friend back at IRMC sent me this text message:

“Sometimes we just have to let go of someone who matters to us not because we want to but because we have to. Because it’s the right thing to do. Let us remember that we can’t force anyone to love us. We can’t beg someone to stay when he wants to leave and be with someone else. This is what love is all about. However, the end of love is not the end of life. It should be the beginning of an understanding that love not only leaves for a reason but leaves with a lesson…”

This friend of mine just came out of a broken relationship herself and was courageous enough to accept that the relationship she used to have with this is no longer there.

Love sometimes comes like a bolt of lightning that you become a different person once it hits you hard. An you sometimes become too attached and it pains when it’s taken off by force… through circumstances (e.g death) and conscious decision by the other party to leave.

If my officemate Clyde won’t mind, He’s my next example Che’s blog showed an article about that breezy afternoon at Sport’s cafe when he felt tormented, depressed and miserable seeing his Dee walk away.

It wasn’t easy for Ishi. Nor was it for Clyde.  As some might say, “sh-it happens”
But check John’s comment on Clyde’s story:

Eight years from now, you will smile at these bittersweet memories and thank the fates this experience happened to you. Some of the best, well-principled, strong people I know have been shaped by the very circumstances akin to what you are undergoing through now.

Be strong, ride the wave, and above all don’t give in to hatred that some weaker individuals find so pleasing to take solace in.

Trust me, been there, done that. (And witnessed some who triumphed and got better because of it and some who gave in and added to the writhing, decaying pile that make up the cesspool of humanity.)

hmmm… Well said

If you want to vent out anger, frustration, exhaustion and other mental and emotional trash, what do you guys do? Do you shout? do you pound the your wrist until it hurts and breaks the table? Or maybe crush the mouse? Do you shout out loud and curse? Do you go to an open space and scream your hearts out?

What do i do, you may ask… I just cry. I remember one time here in the office when one of my office mates told me that when someone annoys or irritates her, she doesn’t get mad and shout back. She simply gets even. And the “tormentor” wont even realize it hahaha.. hmmm, Pwede! She advised me to practice that whenever someone takes advantage of my “kindness” and gullibility (if there is such a word).

I am a patient person, I used to say. I still believe so. And I keep my anger in my pocket until it dissolves and evaporates to thin air. I don’t know if this is a “divine” gift, an acquired skill or a mental decision. To some of my friends, they think it’s blessing to those who hurt me but a curse on my part hahaha!

Nah.. this is more of a principle. I don’t say I am a perfect anger keeper. I just say, I don’t get angry when I don’t have to. And If I do, I don’t keep it in. I dont usually vent it out either. It just melts and poof! it’s gone. Someone told me I am able to because I haven’t been placed in an unbearable situation, when temperature rises to it’s maximum calibration until I break and burst into anger. I don’t know about that. I have been into that position once and I just burst into tears. Oh well, when God has given me too little space for anger, He must have given me a big tear pocket. Hahaha!