Truth Hurts Meaning Novels & Stories

Mahinahon niyang tinapik at hinaplos ang likod ko. "I can't help it," hikbi ko. "Everytime I close my eyes, nakikita ko si Gerald na tinututukan ng baril ang Mommy mo. Nakikita ko ang Daddy mo na sumasalo ng bala para sa kaniya. Nakikita ko si Kimberly na bumabagsak sa sahig. Nakikita ko lahat. Paulit-ulit." "That's trauma. That's not the truth. Ang totoo, buhay tayo. Buhay tayong lahat. Dad is fighting. Kim is healing. Mom is strong. Malalampasan natin ito."

Kahit ba ilang ulit ko pang i*****k sa aking isipan na, nakalimutan ko na ang lahat. But it's a lie. Truth only hit my head into realization, and that freakin' truth, hurts so much than Hans' punches and kicks the last time I remembered him violently torturing me. It may seems like a vague memory of the past, but it's a lie if I deny it.

The sharp pain made my vision blur. “I swear, Dan... If anything happens to Haven again, you won’t be able to get near her ever again,” Hari warned, his voice cold and dangerous. His expression was a mix of anger and desperation, as if he was barely containing his rage. He turned his back to me, but not before shooting me one last venomous glare. “Congrats, you triggered her trauma.” Trauma? What does he mean? Hari’s words echoed in my head as he turned his back and began to walk away. I tried to piece together what he had said, but the pain from the punch and the swirling confusion made it difficult.

But love doesn't require age to know the meaning of it. "Maybe he thought that whenever he pushes me away, I'm not hurting. Siguro iniisip niya na ayos lang sa akin ang ginagawa niyang pagtulak. But the truth is, I'm hurting deep inside. It breaks my heart. And I'm aware that I am a fool for love because even if my heart breaks into pieces, it's okay, as long as it's him who will break it." I chuckled a little. Humawak ako sa dibdib ko na hanggang ngayon ay nasasaktan.

It was ten times harder than how Diane pushed me away a few months ago. I didn’t want to be bitter, but the word ‘hurt’ truly holds a lot more meaning than its usual definition. Pakiramdam ko ay isa iyong kutsilyong kung saan ang talim ay sinunog para lang unti-unting isaksak sa puso ko.

Truly, the truth hurts. Oh God, it hurts so much! Muli siyang napahikbi. Tapos na ang misyon ng pag-uwi niya. Alam na niya ngayon ang totoo. Now she has to live with that bitter truth no matter how hard it maybe. She was about to turn and walk away nang mapalingon sa direksyon niya si Rob. Agad itong humakbang palapit sa kanya ngunit mas mabilis siyang umalis sa kinalalagyan niya.

I told myself that once she came back I will accept everything kahit pa pahirapan nya ako, kahit pa ibalik niya lahat saakin ang sakit na ginawa ko sa kanya noon at kahit pa ipagmukha niya akong gago sa buong mundo tatanggapin ko. Tatanggapin ko ang kahit anong klaseng sakit ang ibigay niya sakin pero putangina! Hindi naman sana sa ganitong paraan. "Dude, give up." Sinamaan ko ng tingin si Trustin na mukhang lasing na ata. He looks so pathetic, pareho kaming problemado pero para sakin mas problemado ako, knowing his problem mas madali kumpara saakin. "Don't look at me like that, dude. Hindi pa ako lasing."

Kinuha ko ang aking puting panyo sa aking bulsa at pinunas sa kanyang luha. “Bumabalik kase ang nakaraan ko Alex. Nakaramdam ako nang lungkot pagkatapos kong kausapin ang pamilya nang biktima. Nararamdaman ko ang sakit na mawalan nang mahal sa buhay,” sabi sa akin ni Luna. Alam ko ay wala akong magawa para maibsan ang kanyang nararamdaman pero andito ako para maging karamay niya.

Mayamaya ay tanong nito. "She's strong and a fighter but I know she's also hurt by what happened." "Yeah, she is." Pagsang-ayon naman nito na para bang kilalang-kilala na nito si Nina samantalang ilang araw lang nilang nakasama ang babae. "How can I tell her about the truth if she's still in pain?" Hawthorne asked but he seemed to be talking only to himself. "I think she's the type of person who isn't easy to forgive especially the people she trusts the most but will only hurt her in the end."

Pinanood kong hubarin nito ang kanyang coat at naupo sa ‘king tabi. “You’re home,” I uttered. “Kumain ka na?” “You’re not harsh. You’re just expressing what you truly feel and there’s nothing wrong with that,” he said. Nilublob niya rin ang kanyang paa sa tubig at tumitig din sa kawalan. “Don’t feel guilty just because of your honesty.” “What if my honesty hurts someone?” “It’s not your fault if they’re offended.” Tumingin ito sa ‘kin at hinalikan nito ang aking sintido. “It’s their fault in the first place.”