2022

I know that 2022 hasn’t officially ended, but heaven knows I’ve had enough of it. I really thought 2021 was rough, but oh boy…2022 has been a ride, a hell of a ride. 

Earlier this year, I had a good feeling, I was all “I’m ready for whatever 2022 brings” for like a month or so. Sure everything went fine, it felt like I had it all together, I was finally content, loving my life, having everything that I’ve ever wanted. 

Things took turn in February, my dad had a stroke, a serious one. His left side got completely paralyzed, he lost his ability to speak for a whole day, and his speech is now garbled. 

Just when I thought things couldn’t get any worse, I found a gut-wrenching truth about my boyfriend, he had been lying about something that I thought meant a lot to me, we had a fight, a big one. Until we finally called it quits.

Fast forward to a month later, we decided to get back together, we tried to rekindle our connection, we tried to get back all the sparks. It wasn’t easy, given the fact that he had lied, it was difficult for me to trust him again but I tried. Things were going on and off for months, until we’ve come to our sense and we had it together. We were happy, in love, getting stronger together despite everything that had happened. 

Curiosity killed the cat, they said. I guess that’s true. I saw my bf’s phone and out of curiosity and of course anxiety mixed with jealousy, I tried to unlock his phone, and unexpectedly I got his password right. That’s when I found out that he slept with another woman. In his defense, he did it when we were on a break, well we technically did break up. But what hurt me was that he still kept in touch with her even after we got back together. Sure they didn’t do anything other than talking, and he said he was going to end things with her since we got back together. But things happened, my heart got broken as well as my trust, again. 

I don’t know what the universe is planning for me, but I feel like I’ve reached my limit, I can’t take another fallout, another heartbreak, another meltdown, or even another character development phase. I’m tired, just let me be happy, loved, rested, healed.