Personal ANNecdotes

Personal ANNecdotes - Creative Non-Fiction - My Personal Blackhole.

I believe in love.

Even when I see myself currently unattached and uncommitted to someone.

I believe in love - - in all of its beauty, its warmth and that soft feeling of surrender knowing you can trust that someone. You call him your special person, that one you see yourself growing old with, sharing all those laughters, pains, tears and frustrations.

I believe in love. Even when it is the very thing that can crush my delicate heart and all its belief in a happily ever after. They say a fairy tale is impossible. But working on a relationship constantly is POSSIBLE.

I know I am not the best authority to speak about this. People say that single people know nothing about love. But, I firmly disagree with the common notion.

Love cannot be contained or defined in a single circumstance or situation. Love is not just about a boy and girl relationship. Indeed, it is the very string that draws families, friends and lovers together. Do not place love in the confines and context of a heterosexual relationship.

Love is more than that. It is both the strength and weakness of that individual who draws his or her motivation from it. Love is both positive and negative, light and shade, mirth and sorrow - - an awesome juxtaposition of extremes and contrasts.

I can't wait to find myself loving again. I know I am not currently in an ideal place to find my one true love and partner. But, my future decisions will lead me closer to that person.

I haven't seen your face. I do not even know your name. But, when the right circumstances bring themselves together, I know life itself will draw us closer. I don't mind making the first move. Do you mind making yours? 😊

I just need to have the courage to get myself completely free of my current place and situation.

I can't wait to see and meet you. I hope you are excited to get to know me as well.

I thought I would outgrow blogging.









But, in some ways, the feel of writing on an empty space and the coming of words to life on that blank expanse excites me.

Writing had always been my number one love. And surprisingly, the first man I loved had also the same passion as I.

We have been apart for more than 10 years now. He is officially free from life's worries and pains. But, he would have removed the void in my heart if he remained here.

So far, I have been existing for more than 10 years as well after his demise. There are no more tears coming from my eyes as I am writing this. Yet somehow, you miss the person and the memories you've shared while still together.

Honestly, I have been conditioning myself to never expect for a new love to come along. I am content with being single. But sometimes, the thought of carrying a life inside my womb is an experience that I may never have in this lifetime. It is sad, especially when I see friends posting about their cute little babies and the moments they share together. I would really love to have my own child. But probably, I'll have that in another lifetime. 😊

My existence is placid. It went to being quiet and less exciting after ending my online existence in several dating platforms. There were some perverts. Others rather boring. But, you also come across really interesting individuals who may give you false hope that a future love will spark.

I guess, I wanted a breather. A downtime to rejuvenate who I am, what I want and am praying for and clear goals to steer myself forward to a relationship or a better career move.

Now, I am starting to love the blessing of being single and independent. I love the thought of buying my own needs, medicines and even my clothing cravings. I pay for my own food. I help maintain utilities in our household.

Life looks different when you get a taste of the real world. It seemed scary the way adults tell you when you were in your teen or college years. But, life is indeed manageable and beautiful. There will be humps once in a while. Yet, most of the time, the ride will remain smooth and free flowing as you go along.

I believe in you, Cherry. Whether you should love again or remain single is another puzzle that will solve itself as you come across future experiences. Keep moving forward. Don't be afraid.

Just enjoy the ride, mesmerize in the sceneries and never forget who you are.

You are one amazing woman! Ganbatte, Sakura!

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On Raphaelle's Wings

RAPHAEL is one of the seven guardian angels who protect mankind and follow God's plans.

While some people believe that he was the angel meant to give luck to cockfighters and betters, Raphael was actually there to guide and heal the brokenhearted.

Thus, Raphael meant "God heals."


This is my corner amongst the sea of many identities and characters.

This blog contains the many thoughts, questions and ponderings that my mind held for so long.

So, sit back, relax and prepare to take a flight.

Let Raphaelle's (my female persona) wings take you on a journey beyond compare, to a faraway land you sought to conquer, touch, see and hold.

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