my kuya lee flew in from ohio for #karenthony’s wedding. :] congrats to karen & anthony on their big day! <3 #karenthony #brotherbear #familytime#familytime #brotherbear #karenthony
i am turning 21 in one month.
I am frightened at the prospect of how much I might love you; because I know the price it brings, and just thinking of you as begun the investment process within my heart. It would be easier to never invest at all, to hold all vulnerability close to my chest, not allowing anyone to enter my safe; but what a cruel thing it would be, to deny an opportunity to love a soul as beautiful as yours.
To have but one life to share, and to invest in you that noblest of treasures; the love that pushes you closer to that greatest Love, that love which would say unto Christ “I have invested what You have given, so that this treasure would not be mine, but Yours forever more.” and that is all that I ever hope to do, to give you unto Christ, just as He has given you unto me."
he drew me out of deep waters.
He rescued me from my powerful enemy,
from my foes, who were too strong for me.
They confronted me in the day of my disaster,
but the Lord was my support.
He brought me out into a spacious place;
he rescued me because he delighted in me."
if this is something we both want, then i shouldn’t be the only one working to make it happen.
"i’ll do my best if you do."
i’m doing so much.
what about you?
where’s your end of the bargain?
if you’re done trying, then maybe i should just give up. i can’t be the only one keeping this up.
i’m not that strong.
so blessed to still have this man in my life despite the distance and challenges we’ve faced and are facing.
gracias por todo, mi guapo. :]
te extraño muchooo.
i thank God for you.#mc
I think this is the most romantic thing to ever happen to me
so, when my siblings claim to be depressed, my family freaks out and actually cares a whole bunch. but when i claim to be depressed, they just think i’m overreacting and being crazy or stupid or selfish.
i can never talk to them about it because they’ll just dismiss it as foolishness and think that i’m just victimizing and pitying myself.
who knows? maybe they’re right. maybe i am just victimizing and pitying myself. maybe i am just being overdramatic. maybe i am just being stupid. no use reaching out to them for help. according to what they think, i don’t really need help.
same with everyone else. can’t say a word to anyone. they’ll just think it’s silly. it’s nothing. it isn’t real. it’s just me being my fickle, crazy, weird, self-absorbed, overdramatic self. everyone’s worse off than me anyway. i have so many things to be happy about. so i should be happy. i should be grateful. i should be fine. i should be…but isn’t that what makes it an illness? you should be happy, but you’re sad? you should be fine, but you’re not? you should feel loved, but you don’t? you have reasons to be well, but you do not feel well. and that is what makes it abnormal. that is what makes it an illness…right?…or maybe not. maybe i’m just being dumb.
they’re totally right. i’m not depressed at all. never was. not at all.
…maybe if i repeat that in my mind enough times, i’ll actually start to believe it.
…my crush told me i was cute today.#mc