Writing True

Depression versus Hope in Me

If you have been blogging with me since mid 2000, probably you’d wonder, how on earth did I get this condition? Being verbally tortured at work by ruthless skeptics, while being challenged domestically, battered financially (as I opted to be in American school)–there are countless of factors, which have brought me into this mental state. But, the fault isn’t with the factors–as I take full responsibility for who I am; no matter how flawed or ruined I am.

Because, folks, I denied that I was going through depression perhaps for long. I could have gotten help and establish a support system to beat it. But because, I was in denial–it worsened.

Regardless of all the mess, my only regret, is my failure to inspire you, my amazing readers, who have been so generous lending me your ears. Forgive me.

The good news is, I am a new person. I accepted my flaws and is determined to overcome all the adversaries in front of me. I am even willing to participate to clinical studies to achieve something good out of this. Because, I am never after any crown nor victory neither applause. Just to stand and to live meaningfully; to courageously live with hope and faith–this is more than enough for me. Arnel and my kids are my glories.

I still thank God for this wonderful life He has given me.

May the Almighty bless all of you and your families!