27 : Won't do this alone
I was in a dark place and my mind wasn't stable through those times that I thought I'll never be okay again. But Mon never left my side. And though I convinced myself enough to try life again, it doesn't change the fact that it still f*****g hurts and it's hard. “I get it now,” panimula ko. Monica looked confused and a bit scared at the same time. “Get what?” “How you tried talking me into going home, after hearing about my fabricated illness that's supposed to kill me.” She stilled from peeling the tangerine on her hands. I tried to give her a weak grin. “You've had enough with all my bullshits that's been dragging on for almost… five years, is it? You always knew that my sickness was made-up but you still acted accordingly. And somehow, you found a way to tell me the truth and end t
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