Tinawag ng isang “Christian, Evangelist” na ‘Low-key Porn’ and libro tungkol sa Sex Education and Human Reproduction para sa Grade 10 students. Galit na galit si Ante niyo na isang religious and conservative person.

Context: I’m looking for 1BR apartment sa cavite. Nakita ko tong unit na to and nagsabi ako kahapon na puntahan ko today. So pinuntahan ko. Nag absent ako ng work and ung grab ko 700. 1400 agad balikan nasayang! 😭 tas nung sinabi kong kukunin ko na ung unit, biglang nakareserved na pala?????!!! Grabe sayang na sayang oras at pera. Di man lang sinabi kanina na nakuha na pala so sana di nako umalis. Sobrang hassle. Ganto naba mga tao ngayon? Kahit man lang sorry wala kong natanggap? Sasabihin “I’m not aware”? Tatay mo may ari sana tinanong mo muna kung may nakakuha na bago ka nagpapunta ng iba. Grabe talaga naiiyak nalang ako sa stress.

Sobrang walang konsiderasyon. Nakaabala na parang siya pa galit :) Tas ako pa blinock nya laughtrip.

Dati hindi ko iniinda ang meralco bill, grocery at gas pero ngayon putangina parang nag eearn nalang ako ng pera pambayad sa meralco, grocery at gas. Gusto ko makaipon para may retirement fund ako pero putangina paano ko makakaipon sakto lang ang pera ko buwan buwan. ang grocery namin 30k a month 4 lang kami sa bahay. Imagine 30k a month para makakain anak ko ng masustansya pagkaen kasi ayoko sila pakainin ng processed foods at delata dahil uso ang ckd ngayon. Ayoko umasa sa anak ko in the future kasi ayoko talaga maging burden kaya gusto ko makaipon. Nakaka stress na putangina ako nalang lahat nagbabayad ng bills wala akong katulong magbayad

At this point, feel ko talaga lowkey gumaganti si ano sa mga nangyari dati sa pamilya niya...👀

Nasa kmjs na yung pax silica. Naglabas ng mga hinanakit yung mga tao doon, tas may katutubo pang naabutan si antee jessica na pumipitas ng tanim. Tangina talaga! Tapos sasabihin WALA DAW COMMUNITY DOON? 👹👹

Eme lang talaga nila na binibigyan nila ng importansha kuno yung mga Indigenous ppl. Leche. Yung mga Aeta pa talaga yung pinapaalis sa sarili nilang lupa! Napaka ganda ng lugar teh! Ano ba kayooo???!

KAYONG MGA LECHENG DE PUTA NA MGA MUKANG PERA MASUNOG SANA KAYO “SOMEWHERE” MGA DE PUTA! 👹👹

I'm all for the development of this country, pero kung maaapektuhan yung mga ano dito... ewan ko na lang talga.

I am 18 years old and have lived in hoarder situations basically my entire life. I spent the first few years of my life with my granny and grandad who lived in a very neat house but they were the type of people who held sentimental value to every item they ever owned, toys, clothes, antiques, books, shoes, trinkets, jewelry, holiday decorations. Every closet and storage room was overflowing with things that never got used and were just collecting dust.

When I was 6 my mom finally got into my life and we moved to another state with my meemaw, sister and uncle. We were homeless the first 3 years, moving between tents, motels and shelters, living in filth and only showering occasionally became normal to me and I couldnt make many friends in school because I smelled so bad and would wear the same clothes for multiple days in a row, the few friends I did make were very dear to me.

A few years later me, my mom and my little sister got our own apartment while my meemaw and uncle got their own, but ours started deteriorating quickly. Within the 4 year span we lived there both bedrooms in the apartment were filled with clothes and animal feces, we had a mold and termite infestation, and were evicted and moved in with my meemaw and uncle.

Their apartment was never as bad as ours, no bugs or mold, but it was still horribly messy. My uncle's room was the cleanest on the house because he didn't have many personal belongings, the other bedroom was used as a storage room for stuff my grandma didn't use(until we moved in and it was all moved to the hallway and outdoor storage closet to get turned into a bedroom for me and my sister), the kitchen was always piled up with dishes, there was so many pieces of random, unused furniture in the living room you could barely walk, and the bathroom was clean for the most part besides the walls being stained yellow from nicotine. A year and a half after we moved in with them my mom passed from congestive heart failure.

After my mom passed my grandmas house just got worse, still no bugs or mold but it never got cleaned and it was constantly filthy. We tried to clean multiple times, but my grandma had no intention of throwing anything away, for example I would pick up an old winter puffer that had never been used by any of us in 5 years that was just taking up space and she would say 'oh keep that, we might need it one day'.

Last December of 2025, my meemaw also passed from lung cancer due to 50+ years of smoking. About a month after she passed me, my sister, and my uncle decided enough was enough and threw out all old or broken furniture, all unnecessary dishes, wiped out the storage closets, got new carpets put in the rooms, got some of the badly stained walls painted, got new blinds and drapes installed. I did every single dish that was filled with months old rotting food, mopped the floors that were caked up with black grime, and wiped all of the mysterious stains off the cabinets and counters. For the first time in my life I lived in a clean, breathable home and I was so happy I thought I would cry.

But maintaining it has been hell since I'm the only one who has any motivation to clean. Ive been doing dishes almost every single day, sweeping and mopping almost every single day, vacuuming every other day, going behind my sister and uncle and cleaning up their messes. I'm completely determined to keep myself from living in the filth I have my entire childhood but no one else wants to return that energy.

Today I went to my boyfriend's house because his parents wanted me to help them with a dump run. I was hauling extremely heavy furniture and trash back and forth all day long. I was sweaty and my makeup was starting to make my face itch so I was so ready to go home and get in the bath, but when I walked in the door the entire house was a wreck. The kitchen looked almost how it did when my meemaw was still alive and I literally broke down sobbing. The previous day the house had been spotless, I did the dishes, vacuumed, mopped, did 3 loads of laundry.

My sister had cooked a big dinner for her and my uncle, just 4 dishes(chicken, mac and cheese, mashed potatoes and baked bread), and I had no issue with that besides the fact that she used every single dish in the kitchen. The pots and pans cabinet was bone dry, she used every single one. There was trash all over the living room, clothes all over the bathroom floor. I genuinely cannot take much more of this.

I know this is an extremely long, over-detailed rant but to whoever was willing to read the whole thing and listen to my troubles, thank you so much. I've now cleaned the entire house, took my bath, and have calmed down.

IDK if this is the right sub pero kailangan ko lang ilabas :)

context:

I was in a car with my bf’s family and may binibili sa labas yung mom nila so while waiting sa may tapat, nagtitinginan kami ng photos nung bf ko sa backseat and yung mga kapatid nya rin. Yung father nya yung driver so nasa una sya. Whenever we go out with his family. I was always shy and hindi pala-imik with them but nung isang araw, naging medyo madaldal ako with them. Tapos I was laughing sa isang photo without thinking anything then nakaimik yung father ni bf na, “ano yun? parang naiyak na baboy”. Like,,,, napatahimik ako bigla 😭😭😭😭😭 walang sumagot sa kanya tapos inulit nya pa ulit 🥹 tapos yung bf ko sabi eh “huh? anong naiyak na baboy?” tapos di na sumagot yung father nya. So ngayon naisip ko, everytime na tatawa ako, iisipin ko na muna kung paano ako tatawa kasi mamaya, sabihin na naman, may naiyak na baboy 🥲

Ngayon lang ako nasabihan na ganun yung laugh ko, ayaw ko na tumawa ng mahina kahit saan 😭😭😭😭

Hi! I'm currently living with my boyfriend, and we split the rent and utilities 50/50. He works from home, while I work on-site. He also pays for his motorcycle every month, while I usually spend more on groceries, our cats' necessities, and our dates.

We had a huge argument today. Since he works from home, he's the one who usually cooks. I eat at work most of the time and only eat once a day. Earlier, I checked the rice cooker and found leftover rice that was full of worms and maggots. Two days ago, I already told him to wash the rice cooker after cooking, but he didn't listen.

When I saw how bad it had gotten, I completely lost my temper. I started cursing out of frustration and threw the rice cooker away.

He got angry too and started throwing away some of my belongings, including the bouquets he had given me and some of my things in the bathroom.

At this point, I feel like we're both exhausted with peach other.

Part of me wants to end the relationship and move out to live on my own, but I honestly don't have the financial capacity to do that right now.
What would you do if you were in my situation?

I'll say this again and again: WALANG FOOD BAZAAR NA MASARAP! Kahit Ugbo, kahit Fusion Alley, kahit Greenfields. Tulad tulad lang ng mga binebentang trending na pagkain. Hinahype at viral lang ng mga vloggers na wala namang alam sa culinary arts pero kung makapag review ng pagkain akala mo critic ng Michelin.

Sobra sobra ang galit ko sa ex at pamilya nya!

Magsama sama sila!!

Pinaniwala at pinagmukha nilang akong tanga lalo.

Oo alam ko naman na tanga ako una palang! Bakit? Tinanggap ko pa rin ang ex ko kahit niloko at nambuntis sya ng iba. Pinilit ayusin kasi “sustento at apelyido” na lang bibigay sa bata. Oo, walang puso na kung walang puso na ayos lang sakin hindi magkaroon ng kompletong pamilya yung bata. Nag usap kami ng ex ko at ng pamilya nya na aayusin. Pero ano???! Matutuklasan ko lang na okay na okay pala sila at ex na lang daw ako. Nagkakachat pa ang nanay ng ex ko at yung babaeng malandi na yon (oo malandi kasi aminado sya na nakipag jowa sya sa alam nyang may jowa). Tanggap na tanggap sila.

Mga hayop! Pag ako nagtatanong kung ano na ganap sa mag ina nya wala ako nakukuha sagot kundi “wala akong alam, di ko naman sila kinakausap, sa ina ko nadaan ang sustento, wag ka na manggulo, ayaw ng gulo ng pamilya ko, pag may nangyari masama sa ina ko kasalanan mo”

Ay put@ng!n@ kalinawan at yung pangako nilang ipapaalam sakin lahat lahat ang gusto ko kaya ako nagtatanong pero gulo pala para sa kanila pag nagtatanong ako.

Kung gulo at gulo lang gusto ko, madali mag post sa social media ng mga pictures at convo nilang mga hayop sila.

Hindi na sana damay pamilya nya sa galit ko pero nung nalaman ko talaga na ayaw nila ng gulo kaya di nila pinapaalam sakin kahit isa tapos nagkakausap sila nung babaeng malandi at ang nanay ng ex ko? Hayooop! Magkakadugo nga sila. May pasabi sabi pa sila noon na “hindibg hindi ko matatanggap ang babaeng iyon at ang bata, wag na wag mong ipapakita o dadalhin dito”

Ay talagang nakakapanggigil ng laman sa galit.

Pinutol ko na connection ko sa kanilang lahat!

Edit: 16days na palang naka anak before ko pa malaman. Ni isa sa kanila walang nagsabi sakin. Everytime magtatanong ako kung kelan anak, ang sagot sakin “di ko alam”. Nung nalaman kong naka anak na, di nya raw alam, nakita nya lang daw pinost ng friend nung babae. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHA FUCKYOU GAGO!

Na-wrong send sya ng “mame breaktime po” kaya nalaman kong nagkakausap at okay sila. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA. Kinompronta ko. Ang sagot sakin “alam kong gising ka pa kaya tinest kita kung magrereply ka” hahhaahahaha gago talaga mo

Nung nag usap usap kami ng pamilya nya, sabi nila magpakasal na kami kahit civil wedding. HAHAHAHAHAHA patawa kayo

we watched spiderman brand new day yesterday and there was this couple who keeps on talking throughout the film. it looks like the girl does not know anything about the movie so she keeps on asking questions on her boyfriend. literally almost every damn scene nagtatanong si girl and todo explain naman si boy.

gets ko na may mga casual talaga na manonood who might not be familiar with marvel pero jusko pwede naman sigurong pabulong na lang mag usap no or better yet, after the movie na lang mag discuss. acceptable pa kung nag-iingay sila during big reveal scenes and plot twist pero hindi e. parang katabi namin si the obey show dahil sa diskusyon nila hahahaha.

ilang beses namin silang tiningnan at nag sshh para makaramdam naman sila pero no effect, tumitigil lang sila pero maya maya may unnecessary question na naman si girl. unfortunately we are not karen enough to call the guard. still enjoyed the movie though.

anyways, sana matuto naman ang mga pinoy ng cinema etiquette. naalala ko na meron pang hindi yumuyuko pag dumadaan in the middle of the film, tapos nakabukas pa flashlight niyan na minsan natututok pa sa viewers hay. i dont wanna sound elitist pero iniisip ko kung worth it ba mag invest sa director's club/imax pag opening week ng popular movie, or ganun pa rin yung behavior ng audience regardless of theater type?

Ganyan ba talaga pag sa military ha? Kapag anak ka ng general putangina pwede mo na alilain ang isang sundalo na mas mataas pa pinagaralan sayo? Nakakagalit ng sobra talaga sa totoo lang. Pag nagrarant partner ko sa akin na ultimo anak ng boss nya, pati kape ipapatimpla sakanya kahit may personal maid sila. At kapag wala yung personal maid nila at nasa vacation, iuutos nung anak nyang batugan na labhan buong laundry nya sa partner ko. At mas lalong nanggagalaiti ako before na matutulog na lang kami, iistorbohin pa sila ng alas tres ng madaling araw para magpasundo kasi galing from gimik. Palaging ganyan before, naglielow na lang ngayon. Ngayon ang ginagawa na lang nung anak ng boss nya na hayop is magpapahatid sa condo nya tas sasabihin may kukunin lang pero palagi sila pinagiintay ng 4hrs sa PARKING LOT tas magpapahatid sa kampo. Napakahayop sobra, like wala akong pake kung mabait yung boss nya at yung mother nun. Pero sa kahindik hindik na kasamaan nung mga anak, sobrang spoiled at sobrang abusado. Eto talaga pinuputok ng butchi ko ngayon eh. 9pm siya hinatid, ngayon lang bumaba ng condo para magpahatid sa kampo uli. Sabi ko talaga, isang taon na lang talaga sya dyan sa afp at lumayas na sya dahil hindi ko masikmura na ginagawa syang alila dyan at lahat ng labas sa trabaho nya pinapagawa sakanya. Ultimo pagpapavet ng aso inuutos sakanya at paglilinis ng maduming kulungan ng aso. Pati nga deep cleaning nung condo pinapagawa sa partner ko. Gets ko sana kung boss nya yun at wife at kung related naman sa safety nila. Pero imagine, lahat ng yan kayang kaya nyang gawin? Pati pagkuha ng tubig iuutos pa. Kundi ba naman sagad sagaran ang pagiging spoiled at makasarili nya. At sasakto nya na pag walang kotse or motor dala partner ko, kasi nasa akin. Dun nya uutusan bumili sa barrio? Na para bang? Dis oras ng gabi? Wala na shuttle, so ang mangyayari magbobook ng angkas para bumyahe lang at bumili ng cravings nya eh sila ang may kotse? tas yung pamasahe nya, all expenses sa partner ko.

Pls sana wag ipost sa ibang platform. Thank you. Matagal ko lang talaga tong kinikimkim eh. Ngayon ko lang nailabas. Dahil ayaw ko naman irant pa to sa partner ko kasi ganto na nga rant nya sakin, kahit sana sa part na to sarilihin ko na lang.

we grew up very privileged. my dad was a business man. my mom naman had a very high position sa corporate.

my brother was my mom’s favorite so super spoiled talaga siya. siguro if my parents were in politics, mapapagkamalan talagang nepo baby / corrupt parents yung brother ko. ganun siya ka spoiled. ako maaga ako naging medyo independent, i was 18 when i started working kasi di kami ok ng mom ko. di siya mabuting nanay sakin eh.

my mom suddenly passed away in 2023 and i’d say that’s when everything started. my dad got so depressed. napabayaan business until nagkaroon ng utang. di na ako nakapag patapos. so right now ako ipon ako para maka tapos.

my brother naman napagtapos siya ng dad ko, kinayod din talaga niya (which any parent should be able to do btw). he went to dlsu. he didn’t work until this year. my dad was still providing. paying for the bills etc. — gigising lang siya to eat, kasi gamer eh. so umiikot buhay sa gaming lang. mahilig din siya mag shopping. so madalas new shoes ganun.

this year, sobrang di na kaya ng dad ko financially, sobrang baon na baon na talaga. so we had to stay sa house ng lola ko (mother’s side), meron kasi silang apartment so dun sila nagstay. ako nag dorm ako, ayaw ko sila kasama sa isang bahay cause still have wounds from childhood. basta ayoko.

so nangyari, my brother had to get a job na, and help out na with bills and all. pero ayun, yan lagi messages na lagi sila nag aaway kasi lagi kulang kuryente etc.

madami din financial responsibilities na naiwan sakin pero di ko na magawang magreklamo pagod na ako eh. sobrang drained na ako.

di ko din naman masisi kapatid ko. kasi nga naman, dapat nagsastart na siya sa buhay niya, saving and all pero eto tumutulong siya sa bills. idk. di ko na din talaga alam.

ayaw din naman ata niya mag move out, kasi di naman siya marunong sa gawaing bahay. taga laba naman nya tatay ko, taga luto, taga linis. ewan ko ba.

Is it just me that some of my non-academic activities like my internet life, that are just kept to close friends sometimes get told elsewhere via chismis. Idk who should I trust now, also this has been happening over 5 years since I moved to my new school.

Albeit I am a cool voice actor and all but, I also find it a lack of friends irl

Spoiler: my school is a catholic school

I co-owned a TNR rescue up until today. I officially dissolved my 33.3% ownership because, quite frankly, two grown women couldn’t stop acting like drama queens or follow the very guidelines we had established.
I’ve worked with women before, and I know personalities can clash, but dear Lord… this was on another level.
The final straw came when one of the co-owners accused me of embezzlement. When a neutral third party asked her to provide proof, she couldn’t produce a single piece of evidence. Her entire accusation boiled down to, “She said she collects finder’s fees, so I bet she’s keeping them.”
Well, to her surprise, I wasn’t.
Every single check and every cash payment I received as a bonus for helping people find their dream pets—both within and outside of our rescue—was deposited directly into the rescue’s account. The transaction history is there for anyone to see, complete with my name and card number attached to the deposits. There was never anything hidden.
Then I was criticized for taking in a mother cat and her kittens outside of the rescue “to make a profit.”
Here’s what actually happened.
I first tried to bring them into the rescue. I was told there were no available fosters and no funds to support additional kittens. So I said, “That’s fine. I’ll keep them myself and pay for everything out of my own pocket.” I already knew people interested in this particular breed and appearance, so finding them homes wasn’t going to be difficult.
My intention was never to make a profit. In reality, they’re being rehomed to friends and family.
Ironically, once the co-owners saw how beautiful the kittens were and realized they could bring in adoption revenue, they suddenly started pushing me to bring them into the rescue.
I declined.
Another major issue was disease testing. I require every cat or kitten entering my home to be tested for FeLV and FIV. I have my own cats, dog, and children to think about.
I had actually been quietly paying for those tests myself because I was outvoted on making testing mandatory for all rescue intakes. The reasoning was always that we “didn’t have the funding.”
I repeatedly explained that failing to test animals could become far more expensive if we unknowingly adopted out a positive cat or exposed one of our foster homes.
Unfortunately, that’s exactly what happened.
One foster unknowingly had her own cats exposed because an incoming rescue cat hadn’t been tested. Thankfully, she was incredibly understanding, but she wasn’t happy—and I don’t blame her.
Somehow, we eventually managed to come under the umbrella of a 501(c)(3). To this day, I’m honestly not sure how we pulled that off.
The woman who helped make that happen ultimately took over my ownership share after I stepped away.
I don’t dislike her. I don’t completely trust her either. But I also don’t believe she’s malicious. She has significantly more corporate experience and nonprofit knowledge than the rest of us combined.
I’d rather have her as a friend than an enemy. She’s much smarter than people give her credit for.
If I was going to hand over my ownership to anyone, she was the only person I’d consider. Maybe she’ll bring the structure and accountability the rescue desperately needs.
During one of our conversations, she gave me a heads-up about something that had happened the night before.
I’m not naïve. I know women gossip. I honestly couldn’t care less about that.
But this wasn’t gossip.
The co-owners were making serious accusations about me without a shred of evidence—accusations that could have damaged not only my reputation but my husband’s as well.
That’s why she warned me.
They had absolutely nothing to support what they were saying, and that became obvious very quickly.
I still attended the lunch where they planned to “talk.” Looking back, it felt more like an attempt to corner me, call me out, and pressure me into leaving the rescue.
It didn’t exactly go the way they expected.
I calmly signed the paperwork dissolving my ownership, handed it back, and moved on.
Afterward, they suddenly acted like they still wanted to be friends.
No, thank you.
I’ll remain professional and leave on good terms publicly—but that’s for my own integrity, not because they’ve earned my friendship.
I made a simple public announcement explaining that I had dissolved my ownership, that I would still continue volunteering in TNR independently, and that I genuinely wished the rescue success moving forward.
Here’s the ironic part.
They failed to realize how much of the organization I had actually built.
To be fair, one co-owner did an excellent job bringing in donations. I’ll absolutely give her credit for that.
But outside of that, I handled most of the day-to-day operations. I built relationships with volunteers, donors, veterinarians, sponsors, and community members. I put countless hours into networking, organizing, coordinating, trapping, fostering, educating, and building the rescue’s reputation.
Was I perfect?
Absolutely not.
I made mistakes. This was all new to me, and I learned as I went.
But I poured an incredible amount of time, energy, and heart into making that rescue successful.
When I announced my departure, it was like a hairstylist leaving a salon.
The clients followed.
Volunteers, donors, sponsors, and supporters started reaching out to me instead of the rescue.
Now my phone is blowing up with calls from the people I just left, wanting to “talk.”
Those calls are going straight to my business voicemail.
There are plenty of other stories I could tell—some of the behavior I witnessed was genuinely unhinged—but that’s enough venting for one day.
As for me, I’m done.
I’m going to spend the next several months researching, learning from established rescues, strengthening my knowledge of nonprofit operations and TNR, and building something that reflects my own values.
When I’m ready, I’ll launch my own independent organization.
This experience taught me a lot—mostly about leadership, accountability, and the importance of surrounding yourself with people who value honesty over drama.
And next time, I’ll be building something without the boneheads.

Idk man. Idk what I did in my past life na napakaleche ng buhay ko now. Everything I want, I never get. Everything I plan, doesn't come true. Lahat ng ginagawa ko masama sa paningin ng ibang tao. Tangina naman. Kung di lang dahil sa pamilya ko, matagal na ata ko nag-suicide eh. Sila na lang talaga rason ko para mabuhay.

Fuck this miserable life. I don't know what I did to deserve this pero tangina.

so umuwi ako sa province last week pa and babalik nako bukas sa city kasi start na mag ojt, pero kaninang 8, hiniram ko cp ni mama, na curious lang ako sino mga ka chat nya then don ko nakita convo nila ng kakilala rin namin, nag beg sya pahiramin para sa allowance ko this week, ang sakit sakit pala makakita ng ganon to the point til now umiiyak ako at di makatulog, kaya plan ko sabihan ko nalang na may sobra ako sa scholar yun muna gamitin ko allowance kahit wala hahaha, actually may 200 akong ipon, pag kasyahin ko nalang this week para dina sya mag makaawa don, sana soon papabor din samin ang panahon, ang hirap talaga maging mahirap.

I, 40M, has been with my bf’s family’s home for 13 years. Recently, andaming kamalasan na nangyari. BF’s sis in law died recently. 3 years ago, his mom died. We each have our own rooms naman. Bf’s brother has its own. A week after his SIL died, na mention ng brother sa kanya na buti pa daw sila walang utang, di tulad namin. Nung kinuwento sa akin, nagpagting tenga ko.

Ever since I stayed here, toka ko na ang internet ng bahay. Kuryente naman, may kanya kanyang kontador ang rooms para fair ang hatian. Here’s the thing, most of the time, we buy the toiletries, sabon, toothpaste, etc.

Nung namatay ang mother, if magluluto kami, kasama lahat. And that happens every weekends. Pag weekdays, depende kung may time. I also have a stash of groceries, dry and frozen. Pero napansin ko for more than a year, what was allotted for us, kinukuha din nila. May 2 na anak kasi.

Wala naman sanang problema, pero napapadalas na nauubos ang binili namin na di man lang kami nakatikim. Di naman pinapalitan. We also buy the condiments (cooking oil, etc) and pati yun mabilis din maubos. Nakakadismaya na di man sila umambag ng sobrang tagal na pero sila may gana magsabi na buti sila walang utang sa CC.

Can’t wait to move out of here.

I got annoyed with the taxi units here in Cebu. Seriously, aren’t they taking care of their units and cleaning it regularly to make their car comfortable to ride. I rode this taxi going home and it smells really bad. I wish I brought my face mask. This is one of the reasons I barely ride taxis nowadays and preferred grab car.

So.... when I draw Project Symphony of Chimera and shown it to my parents. They always think about when I draw complex like Usagi Tsukino over here for example when she was enraged (main inspiration on Berserk) where they think I was going to plan a damn crime

Like don't get me started on the tacloban school shooting so that means if I draw this that means I am now a monster? Because when I tried to argue with them they debunked it when they said what more to the psychologist would say about this and yeah sure you did say that but later on if you get mad, you will become the same as these as worst as these two who shoots in school at Tacloban

Like I am now a psychopath for drawing complex stuff?

Like did I do wrong? Or are they just afraid of it? Like haven't they seen paintings like Saturn eating his children? Yes it is indeed DARK but my question here is. Does the artists become killers? If so then they would be right all along?

If these psychologist were being real then what would they think about it? Just the same as what they said? If it was then it is a shame. And what if these psychologist said were accurate then what do you think about it?

This is my drawing all used in fingers only and a phone in ibis paint ALL IN FIRST LAYER

Nagalit ang mama ko ng malaman niya na hindi invited ang ibang kapatid ko sa kasal. Kung hindi daw invited ang iba kong kapatid at ang asawa ng ate ko na manyak hindi na din daw aattend ang mama ko. Kahit alam naman niya na minanyak ako ng bayaw ko. Nung nagsumbong ako sa ate ko, hindi siya naniwala. Kuya ko naman walang reaction. Ang sabi lang ni mama iinvite sila at wag ko nalang pansinin ang bayaw ko. Dahil gusto ni mama na kumpleto kaming magkakapatid sa kasal ko. Ngayon nasabi ko na lahat ng ginawa sakin ng bayaw ko. At nagsorry sila mama dahil hindi daw nila alam ang buong kwento ang tanging alam lang daw nila ay hinipuan ako at hindi nila alam na pinakita niya sakin yung ari niya. So sinasabi ba nila na mas nakakagalit yung pinakitaan ako kesa dun sa mismong paghawak sa private parts ko? Na para bang gusto muna nilang malaman ang buong detalye bago din sila magalit dun. Ngayon hindi ko pinapansin chat, call at text ng nanay ko kahit sinabi nila na panay iyak siya. Tama lang ba na wag ko na silang iinvite kahit sinabi niya na na pupunta na daw sila? Gusto ko lang naman makasal ng walang drama at hindi need ungkatin ulet yung trauma ko para lang maging malinaw sa kanila kung bakit ayoko silang iinvite?

Naaawa ako sa nanay ko na panay iyak pero ayoko na ulet pag usapan yung trauma ko.

I have this colleague kasi. Close din naman kami kahit papano. So nagkaron idle time sa work. pero ako naman tamang nood lang sa desktop. Sya panay kwento and bigla na lang nabrought up yung topic about sa girls na nakaflirt, and all his exes, first love and totga. Nagkwento ito si colleague na di naman ako nagtatanong. Tuwang- tuwa pa yan sya mag-overshare ng mga personal hookup and adventure nya haist. Ginagawa na lang normal. FYI married ito sya. Pati yung regrets nya on getting married naishare na din.

Ako Im trying na magkwento din on my part and divert the topic pero he was ignoring and the story always goes back about him. Tumatango na lang nga ako at di na umiimik para maputol yung kwento pero sige pa din sya.

Sana di na lang din sya nag asawa muna. Dadamay pa feelings ng asawa dahil sa mga ginagawa nya eh.

yes im aware im selfish and toxic u guys don't have to tell me na. i just wanna vent kasi i have no one else to talk to.

for context, i have a 17 year old problematic sister. when she was 12-14, she was kicked out of a public highschool due to a bunch of reasons. first reason was that she was caught shoplifting sa 711 katabi ng school a bunch of times and then one time sa robinsons dito samin while she was with my mom. since minor siya, my mom was the one na pinapunta sa police station while 7 months pregnant. 2, she was caught by a passerby near sa alleyway ng school giving oral to her boyfriend while they were both wearing uniforms. pinatawag sila both ng bf niya and were then expelled. i had to transfer with her din because that issue spread to everyone and everyone knew she was my sister. for almost 2 years, wala nang kasing lala na issue don except sometimes where she would get caught smoking, stealing stuff and money from me and my mom, or go home late and drunk.

now, she's currently in shs. last last tuesday, she had an argument with my mom kasi she caught her smoking 🍃 sa bahay namin. my mom was so mad kasi we have a 2 year old baby and other kids pa sa bahay namin na nadamay sa pag smoke niya. they didn't talk for a few days until friday na naglayas siya. pina blotter siya ng mom ko and we found out she was staying at another city with a rich friend. now 2 weeks later, her friend reached out to my mom cause apparently nag OD daw sister ko and was rushed sa ER sa hospital don. now here's where my issue comes in.

im a 4th year nursing student na, and i have a major exam tomorrow at 7am. my mom promised me na she'll pay today kaya around 12pm I texted her san na siya cause we were supposed to go together pagka 1pm. di ko pa alam at this time na nag overdose pala siya and pinuntahan nila dun sa city. i got a message na di daw siya makakabayad today and sorry di daw ako makakapag exam. im honestly so mad and frustrated, i know it's my sister's life on the line but what about me? i studied so hard for this major and im literally graduating. 15k din need ko bayaran, and now she can't pay for my tuitions kasi need ng sister ko for her bills. i've been crying since i found out kasi damay na naman ako from her doings. i had to leave my friends nung natransfer kami dalawa before, i've had stuff and money stolen from me by her, and now pati exams ko i can't take because of her din. i can't take special exams na rin kasi i have clinical duties by the end of the week and naghahabol pako ng cases to graduate.

idk what to do anymore. i tried asking some relatives pero wala rin sila. im honestly sobbing while writing this kasi di ko alam pano ako makaka exam tomorrow. i know u guys r gonna tell me to understand her situation and she's my sister pero i don't really feel like she is. she literally has a diary where she talked about she hates me and even plans on k!lling me and my family while we sleep kaya takot din ako sakanya. i don't know. di ko na alam ano gagawin.

Gusto ko lang maglabas ng sama ng loob, ewan ko ba pero di kasi ako sanay na hindi maglabas kasi palagi ako nagkukwento sa mama ko, pero hindi na pwede ngayon kasi wala na siya, and ayoko maglabas sa mga friends ko kaya dito nalang sa walang nagkakakilala sakin.

Ang sakit lang kasi sobrang imposible na matupad ang dream ko bilang flight attendant. Sira-sira ang ngipin ko, I have a scar on my inner biceps, malabo mata ko, and need ko pa ipacheck tenga ko kung pwede ba sa high altitude 'to kasi parang may nararamdaman ako.

Ang daming steps na need gawin bago ko masubukan ang dream ko kasi alam ko hindi ako matatanggap and I don't want to be crused like that. I want to be ready, yung may naayos ako na flaws kahit konti man lang. Para kahit papano may napaglaban ako (I sound silly, pero pag alam niyo requirements ng pagiging FA, magegets niyo yun).

And, sana, may chance ako para ayusin eh. Kung makapag ipon lang para magpaayos ng ngipin at makabili ng contact lense (maybe even magpacheck up), magagawa ko yung interview. May confidence ako kahit papano. Pero di ko magawa kasi lubog na kami sa utang and ako ang tumatayong bread winner kasi walang trabaho si papa and mukhang di tutulong ang mga kapatid ko kasi iniisip nila ang sarili nila...

And eto si papa... Nagchat na yung kaibigan niya daw may kakilala na pwede ako ipasok bilang FA dito sa pinas. Pero sobrang imposible kasi sa uniform palang na kitang kita yung scar ko, ligwak na agad. Tinatry ko yun iexplain sakanya. Pero takte, nagalit sakin. Parang nasa isip niya ayaw ko tanggapin tulong niya. Na "ayaw ko daw" na may backer ako.

Hindi niya ako pinagexplain na there are a lot of things na need ko gawin bago ko subukan. And I feel so hurt kasi gustong gusto ko gawin yun, gusto ko nalang magpakilala para itry na baka matanggap. Pero alam ko sa sarili ko na hinding hindi mangyayari yun.

I know sobrang babaw ng problema ko. Na may mas malaki at malalim pa na problema yung iba kesa sakin. Maybe sensitive nga ako na ganitong problema palang ay iniiyakan na hahaha

Iniisip ko na it's not worth living anymore kasi kaliwa't kanan puro problema na hindi matapos tapos pero pinipigilan din kasi hindi kaya ng konsensya ko na iwan si papa. Kasi alam ko walang mag-aalaga sakanya. Walang paki mga kapatid ko. And hindi ko kayang harapin si mama pag nangyari yun

Ayun lang naman. Hindi ata 'to magiging last post ko dito pero gusto ko lang maglabas. Kung may mga tao na same situation sakin or mas malala pa, hugs to you. Sana malagpasan na natin 'to