This is a week starter i so dreadfully despise.

This is a week starter i so dreadfully despise.

For the last three or four nights, debilitation had taken over my physical self. I smell trouble for my health condition, as i could feel the ravages of my affliction slowly winning the battle we both had been fighting for over a long period of time. I am too blessed to have waken up each morning, but too unfortunate to just be a murky hole of bottomless grief each day.

My life really turned into a smash the day i knew i had it. Five long and weary years had passed, and still, i couldn't get past through all the dilemma, tremors and pain of my life's tragedy. It's not just like a thing that you get used to everyday, (parang hindi na ba ko nasanay) no one isn't even programmed to getting used to being ill the rest of one's life.

I'm too weak today. Physically and emotionally.