"Gwen, are you okay?"
Natigil ako sa akmang pag-inom ng sleeping pills dahil sa biglang pagpasok ni Daddy sa kwarto ko. Kaagad dumapo ang mga mata niya sa gamot kaya dali-dali ko iyong ininom saka marahan siyang nginitian.
"Dad," I said when I saw him sighed.
He is not really in favor of me using sleeping pills everyday. But what can I do? I can't sleep without this.
"Masama sa katawan ang palaging dumepende sa sleeping pills—"
"Dad, I can't do anything. Ito lang ang nakakatulong sa akin para makatulog. If I won't use this I will stay awake all night to cry and cry," I said so he sighed once again before he nodded.
"Why don't you visit physiatrist—"
I shook my head multiple times to cut him off.
"No, I don't have a problem," sabi ko habang umiiling pa rin.
Kaya ko pa. Kaya ko pang
