Climax

          It's really a decision. I mean, for a Filipino to run away from the family. If your a westerner, it's absolutely fine, if ever you finally decide to live on your own once you turned 18. But, here, it's a major decision.
          Lumipas din naman muna ang matagal na panahon bago talaga ako nakapag-decide na umalis. Matagal. Nagtiis ako. Tiniis ko. God knows I did. I did. I really did. But, I guess, there will really come a time in someone else's chaotic family life for a turning point.
          Ate got pregnant. That was too much for my idealistic mind to take. Too much. That was the turning point. That situation gave me the guts to talk to Mama and say that was it. I cannot take it anymore. I need space to breathe. I'm drowning deep. I can no longer understand what's happening. It's suffocating. It's hurting. I'm crying.
          Living in my Pasay apartment paved the way for me to reflect, contemplate, and see things in a different light. I am light. The lightness of being. My mind started to think of other things I have taken for granted all my life. My independence allowed me to see dependence, isolation, alienation, and selfishness.
          But most of all, my independence from my family gave me time. Time to think of my life, my future.
*dasal para kay bb. dasco, nawa'y makamtam mo ang kaliwanagan ng isip sa kung anong daan ang dapat mong tahakin.