I came home late last night and my mom so angry with me, it always the same. Gibunalan nasad ko. What’s wrong with her? She gets angry because I came home late? I always had done that before dapat dili na siya ma shock. And obviously im old na im not bata na noh. I just hang out with my friends at isa pa 11:45 pa to… she always talking about my health, na may raba dawg dili ko operada chuva ethcus. I hate it! It’s getting in my nerve when she talks about my health. I don’t care, I want to live life to the fullest. Im not affected about the operation its not “delikado” like the others. I want to live normal, im not yet disable or whatever. She always insults me, she never knew how bad I felt when she talks negative about myself.. I love myself eventhough im just like this. I keep on asking why is it its so big deal for her to came home late? Yah she always told me coz im a girl I must be home 10pm, ang tarong na babae dapat dili magpadugay2 sa dalan etc… all I can say “WALA AKONG GINAGAWANG MASAMA”. Pasalamat siya hindi ako burara na anak. I keep on saying in this blog about this stuff.. bakit hanggang ngayon wala pa rin siyang tiwala o lagi nalang ganito na hindi naman ako nakaagrabyado sa kanya, pasalamat siya wala akong bisyo, oo meron nga pero hindi niya alam at ayokong malaman niya lahat ng kabalastugan ko dahil ayokong maging dagdag sa problema niya .. pero ni isa hindi ko siya dinadamay… dahil kung ako ang anak na kitid ang utak! Wa na siguro ko kron! Tiurok na!!!!

She doesn’t care about my feelings, she doesn’t care what am I thinking, all she thinks is about her opinion or views about life.. di nalang gani ko mutingog or dili jud ko naga open sa iyaha coz were totally different. And where grew up in different world. That’s why she doesn’t even have time to understand me… I always understand her but is it she never understands me? It really makes me feel so bad!!!! Sometimes I ask myself what am I done wrong? ..im a Cinderella that’s it!!! Oh mom ever since my world began you always pushes me to hate you. And “sometimes” “I hate you!” sorry for that word but its true… despite of all her sacrifice in our family and caring us so deeply (matuok nami) I felt anger when she scolded me and physically hurt me… I just want you to know ”im not a pounching bag” and if you really want me to get out in our house “I will”… paghulat lang…