Self Healing Quotes Novels & Stories

Pero sa ilalim ng mga formal words na iyon, she found herself searching for something… some hidden meaning, some unspoken goodbye. She whispered to the empty air, “Kung nasaan ka man, Jerome, sana okay ka rin. One day, I could get over you.” And for the first time, instead of tears, a small, bittersweet smile formed on her lips. Maybe this was how healing began—not by forgetting, but by learning to live with the memory and finding strength from it. As she turned off the light, her mother’s words echoed in her mind. “Kung para sa’yo, babalik.”

Muling binuga ko ang mabigat na hininga at napasapo sa noo sa sobrang pag-aalala na baka hindi ako magugustuhan ng mga kasamahan niya. Rinig kong bumuntong-hininga siya at sinandal ang sarili sa upuan para tignan ako. Ang dalawang kamay ay nanatiling nakapahinga sa manobela. "It doesn't matter if they like you or not. What matter most is that you like yourself. No one will like you the way you will like yourself," ayon na naman siya sa mga motivational at inspirational quotes niya. Hindi nalang ko umimik at piniling manahimik habang tinitignan sa gilid ng mga mata na paadarin ang sasakyan.

I asked quietly. Aaron tilted his head. “After this?” “Yeah,” I said. “After peace. After healing. What do we do then?” He smiled — that small, honest kind of smile. “We live,” he said simply. “That’s all we were ever meant to do.” And he was right. Healing wasn’t a finish line. It wasn’t about moving on — it was about choosing to live again, every single day. “Mommy! Daddy! Look!” Azi called.

Guwapo kasi itong kaharap niya ngayon at ang loneliness noon ang bukang-bibig nito. "Sa tingin ko ay makakatulong ito sa healing process ko," sabi niya. Kahit na ang totoong makakapagpagaling sa kaniya ay makita muli si Lyv. "Let's believe in the power of this resort, sir. Malapit na pala tayo."

“Don’t forget to take care of yourself, okay? You can’t pour from an empty cup.” Napatawa ako nang mahina. Pamilyar na sa akin ang linyang ‘yon; ilang beses na rin niyang sinabi iyon para ipaalala sa akin na unahin din ang sarili. Parang naging mantra na namin. “I know. I’m trying. Pero alam mo na, ang hirap lang minsan. Everything feels so fragile. Parang laging may nakaambang mali.”

Ang matalim na pagtitig sa kanyang repleksyon ay tila nagpapalakas sa kanya, kahit na ang sakit ay matindi. “Sugar, kailangan mong magpahinga. Ang healing process ay magtatagal, kaya’t huwag mong pilitin ang sarili mo,” sabi ni Vash habang pinapalitan ang mga bandage at binibigyan siya ng extra painkiller.

Dahan-dahan ko itong binuksan, at sa loob ay isang simpleng card, written in clean, slanted strokes: “Today is not a grand gesture. It’s just breakfast waiting downstairs, and me—waiting for your smile again.” – V Napangiti ako. Hindi ko alam kung kelan siya nagsimulang magsulat ng ganito, but it felt like a piece of him that he rarely shows anyone. Tahimik ko siyang tinignan ulit. Maybe trust doesn’t return overnight. Maybe healing isn’t loud, or filled with fireworks. Maybe, just maybe… It starts with small things. Like handwritten notes. Like holding hands through the night. Like choosing to stay, even in silence.

“Nico.” “Hmm?” “Why do you always show up when I’m feeling worse? Tell me your secret. May powers ka ba?” Sabay kaming natawa ng mahina dahil doon. She may still be sniffing right now but at least, she’s laughing a little bit. That’s what I love about her. She tries her best to pick herself one by one. She tries to cheer herself up after crying. And I think what she’s doing is great. Because I believe that healing starts with yourself. No matter how many people will be there at your darkest times but you don’t want to help yourself, it will not be only hard for you. It will be hard for the others too.

sagot niya bago niya ako hinalikan nang matagal at puno ng pangako. Ang halik na iyon ay hindi lang tungkol sa pagnanasa. Ito ay tungkol sa healing. Isang tahimik na usapan na sa kabila ng lahat ng sakit, may pag-asa pa para sa amin. Naramdaman ko ang pagtulo ng sarili kong mga luha. Luha ng pasasalamat na buhay kami, at luha ng pagtanggap na mahal ko pa rin ang lalaking ito sa kabila ng lahat.

wika ko sa kanilang dalawa. Siguro nga, wala na akong ibang gagawin kundi ang maghintay, maghintay ng tamang pagkakataon at pabayaan na ang tadhanang humarap ng lahat. Isinuot ko ngang muli ang aking sunglasses at napatingin na lang sa mga naggagandahang gusaling nagliliwanag na nasa malayo. I will heal myself here. ************************* A/N: Please don't forget to Vote, Comment and Share! ❤