All Chapters of For the Unloved: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

How can I even begin to find myself when I didn't realize I was lost in the first place?I believe the most crucial test of all is the one where we have to find the courage and strength to look for ourselves again and again, because we're always changing. Fear is a significant factor in the way we lose ourselves, more so fear of the unknown. By definition, the unknown is not yet known, but we let it control us. Perhaps the question you should ask is, "How can I be okay again?" Seeing as we're humans, we will lose ourselves many times. It's the game of life, the luck of the draw, the "only time will tell" bull that we always hear. "Gusto mo pa bang magmadre?" tanong nito sa aking mas lalong nagpagulo ng sistema ko.Despite the fact that I grew up with sisters and loved them deeply, admired their lifestyles, and thought them to be the happiest people I knew, the prospect of joining the convent made my heart race with fear. Becoming a Catholic nun is a lengthy process that requires bo

I want to slow down the time. It's really fascinating how our perception of typical everyday events can be altered when a new love interest enters our lives.Colors seem crisper. All of our surroundings suddenly seem like the landscape that could inspire an artist to paint his masterpiece.Background noise we tried so hard to muffle out just days before, begins to form a rhythm. We find ourselves humming a little rhythm in accompaniment, and shuffling our feet to the beat.Work seems easier. You have a new confidence. No longer struggling with your own mind, doubting your ideas, and settling with your mediocre place in the world for fear of what ifs. What if doesn't work out. What if I'm wrong? What if I'm not good enough?Suddenly, because of the affection of someone new in your life, you know that you are more than good enough.You walk with a swagger that precedes itself.And yes, everything seems to be happening in slow-motion.If only it lasted forever."Can we stay like this fo

Home for me has never been a place of safety, of calm, of solace and serenity... but I find that in his arms. Being with him is finally like feeling like I am home, and peace is in his presence."I love you so much, Ramona. I will marry you when the time comes..." He said sweetly. I can sense and feel the adoration and romance in his voice.His deep brown eyes, they are intensely bright, strangely like the calm before a storm. A warm embrace of light, his personality embodies the kind of purity that you can only discern with the right kind of person. "I love you so much too, Aquilino..." As he lays down behind me with his arm around my waist, our bodies curled up together, he brushes the side of my face with his fingertips, with the gentlest sensation of care, and I know this is love.How beautiful it is to be able to experience a love this pure, radiant, honest, true, and genuine. One of the most difficult realizations is the knowledge that some people search their entire lives for

Sa paglipas ng mga araw, nandoon pa rin ang kakarampot na pag-asang babalik siya at dahil ko siya, kahit na umalis siya, tatanggapin ko pa rin siya. Kasi akala ko kaya ko yung lungkot, akala ko makakabalik lang ako kaagad sa dati dahil nakaya ko naman dati eh. Akala ko lang pala ang lahat ng iyon. "Maghapon ka nalang nakahilata diyan, Ramona!" Biglang bumukas ang pinto at bumungad si Sister Si na nakapamaywang. "Namimihasa ka na. Tumulong ka sa mga gawain! Pasalamat ka at kinupkop ka pa nila dito!" Dagdag pa nito.Masakit pa rin ito magsalita. Pero kahit na ganoon, parang normal nalang iyon sa akin. Pasok sa kabilang tenga tapos labas sa isa. Ganon lang. Nakakapagod na kasi. Sa sobrang pagod ko, wala na akong pakialam sa mga nangyayari sa paligid. Napagod na ako makiramdam. Napagod na talaga ako."Nakahanda na ang hapunan. Kumain ka doon! Hinihintay ka ng mga madre!" Bumalikwas ako ng higa at nagtalukbong ng kumot. Bago iyon, nakita ko pa ang pandidiri niya nang tignan ang kabuoan n

"Seniorito Aquilino, uminom na po kayo ng gamot ninyo..." lumapit sa akin ang kasambahay, bitbit ang isang tray na naglalaman ng marami at iba't-ibang klase ng gamot. They told me that I had survived an accident.They told me I had been in the hospital for twenty-four months. I was comatosed within those months. Himala nalang daw na nagising ako. And here I am now, sitting on our balcony gazing at the green plants in the garden while thinking about what happened about me before the accident. The last thing I registered to remember was when we were caught doing a miracle in the library. That's all. But there seems to be something really missing. I try to remember. But it is so difficult. Sa tuwing pilit kong tinatandaan, umaatake ang sakit ng ulo ko. Ang sabi kasi nila sa akin nang dahil raw sa tinamo kong head and brain injury that is why it was so difficult for me to recall my past memories, past informations and events in my life. Kapag tinatanong ko naman sila, hindi nila ako si