Dear self,  "How are you?  Are you good?  What's up?  Everything will be alright! Don't give up, keep on fighting, you can do it.  I WALK to the mirror inside my room, I look at the full grown woman in front of me, years have been changing her, from naive to strong independent one, life must be hard for her but she passes all those years of sadness and disappointment, life struggle makes her what she is now.  I'm proud of you. I'm proud of myself. This story is all about me, I'm the main character of my own story, from my younger self  up to now, how I became. 

Dear self,  "How are you?  Are you good?  What's up?  Everything will be alright! Don't give up, keep on fighting, you can do it.  I WALK to the mirror inside my room, I look at the full grown woman in front of me, years have been changing her, from naive to strong independent one, life must be hard for her but she passes all those years of sadness and disappointment, life struggle makes her what she is now. 

i write this story base on my own experience, i dont know if my third eye open or what, i thought that having an ability to see things that other people cant is a blessing, but not. Im sharing my story since i was a kid. i start experiencing this thing since i was 8 years old. the first episode is my first encounter. up until today i still experiencing this kind of thing i can see them but i cant bare to look at them.

They said listening to music make us relax pero bakit sakin pagnakikinig ako ng music mas lalong naninikip tung dibdib ko. Bakit bawat liriko ng musika parang patalim na tumutusok sa puso ko.

There are words that we can't say to our ex's when the break up happened. So I write this letter, to all my ex's. Its take courage and time to come up with this. This is my story, A story of forgiving, moving on qnd start over.