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I'm looking at the screen of my television while playing the sharp edge of the knife i had. I am trying to calm myself even Mrs. Montezur is testing my patience, I do respect her. She is the mother of the man na mahal na mahal ko, but this past few days is like a hell for me.

Habang lumipliaps ang araw, para akong tanga. Walang direskyon ang buhay at hindi ko alam saan at papaano nga ba ako mag-uumpisa.

It's crucifying, wala pa kami nauumpisahan ni Dave sa mga plano namin tapos wala na sya, hindi ko na alam kung saan ko pa hahanapin ang sarili ko, he is my home.

Binaling ko ang atensyon ko sa malaking screen ng TV at pinapanood kung papaano magsalita at sumagot ang nanay ni Dave sa harap ng mga reporters.

Napatawa at hindi ko maiwasan makaramdam ng inis at galit sa napapanood ko. It's Dave's mother, crying in front of national TV. Blaming my family, especially me na pinaka puno at dulo ng lahat. I can see pain in her eyes, but it doesn't mean that she can do what she want just because