The Reality
August 31, 2025
"Celeste, come on. Are we breaking up over this trivial thing?" I asked irritatedly.
"Don't dare tell me it's a trivial thing, Alex! Can't you see that more people are dying? Millions of people are dying because of this government's incompetence! It's been three fcking years but we are still in this situation compared to our neighboring countries." She said in a very fierce tone.
She's my girlfriend, Celeste Amar. She's someone who's been dedicating her past years as a nurse in the biggest hospital in the city. She graduated and passed the nursing board exam but got bored eventually. Years later, she quit and pursued her love for photography. Three years ago, a pandemic broke out, killing hundreds of millions of people around the globe. Our country- especially, is not doing very well.
“What does the epidemic have to do with our relationship?” I questioned her irrational logic.
She immediately closed the gap between us and slapped my left temple. I was caught off guard. My right hand unconsciously landed on the part she slapped and I tried to ease the pain by rubbing it a little.
My eyes met her gaze full of contempt. I was a little bit shocked. Since when did those lovely eyes hate me?
“This,” she said and slapped my shoulders.
“How could you be apathetic to those people who are suffering because of this pandemic and those corrupt officials?” she added and slapped my shoulders again.
“How could you still say it's fine and the government is working very hard for us while you see them drowning in their luxury?” she added, still hitting my shoulders with less force. I realized her shoulders were trembling, as tears started to pool around her eyes.
“We’ve been together for so long, Alex, but this is my limit. I can’t stomach how disgusting your beliefs or perspectives are at this time. You weren’t like this way back. Or maybe, there wasn’t a chance for me to know how you feel about people and your community. You are so selfish,” she uttered in a low audible voice. She started walking away from me, she then stopped after a few steps and looked back.
Agony. Pity. Hatred.
It’s all reflected in her beautiful face.
Are we breaking up?
“Celeste..” I called out to her and tried to come closer to her but she stepped back. I stopped what I was attempting.
“Let’s break up for real, Alex. I hope you can find your peace while watching people die,” she said in the most heartbreaking way I could ever imagine.
That day, she left my heart shattered in pieces, barely able to cope.
It's been a week since Celeste and I broke up.
I locked myself inside my bedroom, drinking to pass out and drink again when I woke up. Celeste is my life and my salvation. She is the only person that I want to live my whole life with.
But she left me.
She left me just because our values didn’t align with each other. She left me because she thought that I was siding with the government all this time. I mean, maybe I did.
But those officials are just people too. They can be greedy at times, or maybe they wanna take a break and do some gambling. They are people. Who are we to dictate what they should do to relieve their stress? I’m just a normal citizen. I’m nothing and my opinion wasn’t even worth any cents.
I mean, really. My eyes feel heavy. I think I’m hearing my mom’s voice but I really can’t open my eyes and I think my consciousness is drifting to the dark.