I grew up thinking love was just a word that people use to feel good about themselves and take advantage of others.
My mother used to say she loves us, but she chose to disappear during our darkest times. Umalis siya noong mga panahong kailangan na kailangan namin siya at nagmakaawa pa ‘ko para lang bumalik siya.
My father used to say he loves us, but he destroys our family and left us in poverty. At pagkalipas ng maraming taon, ngayong kahit papaano ay naiayos na namin ang buhay namin ng walang tulong niya, talagang nakayanan pa ng sikmura niyang bumalik para gawin kaming alkansya.
Naisip ko tuloy noon na kung ito lang naman ang kahulugan ng pagmamahal, sana hindi na lang ako minahal ng mga magulang ko.
I hated the word love until I met my friends – Quinn and Bobbie. Yes, I love my f
