At times naiisip ko ba. Bakit ang malas ko sa mga publishing? Haha! Ma indie man at known parang ang hirap i-belong ang sarili ko. Why kaya?

But I always say to myself. Maybe because God wants me to appreciate the little things I have more than the things I really wanted to have. Maybe I was too focused on seeing fruits out of all the seeds of my hard work that I am trying to grow to fully appreciate my worth.

And instead of peace of mind, the tree that I planted did not give me a shade of comfort. It rather made me uncomfortable. I was too focused on being the best, but I have failed to plant myself in the right soil. I was dying and so were the things around me that I used to admire.

In the end, it was not worth it.

I don't want to hide the things that hurt me sometimes because in reality we always bleed in the things and people we genuinely love. We even bleed in random things we couldn't even put a name with, but we knew, it was loneliness.

I always say I'm okay. I do. But to the amount of pain that I've survived in the past years, it's immeasurable. For all the scars that bore in my soul that they will never notice until they read my books, I mourned.

I stop questioning, why them? Why not me? Because they deserve that. They also earned that. Who am I to discredit that? So, I settled in asking, when?

Kailan kaya?

This one question will always linger on my mind until God answers my wonders.

The master of waiting honed me to be grateful for all the things that I have at the moment, so today I choose to thank my readers who stayed with me over the years.

In case no one had thanked you for being a blessing to their lives. I would be happy to tell you now, that YOU ARE A BLESSING to me. Your support and love for my stories never fail to warm my heart. In my countless battles of giving up this dream, your existence reminds me of my real purpose in life.

Thank you.

I will write until I see what's on the other side for me. 🌻 With hope and passion that I've managed to keep in my heart.

You will outgrow my stories and you may get tired of me, but I will forever be grateful.

Hanggang sa manahanap natin ang mga nakatagong ginto ni Iesus Cloudio de Dios magsusulat ako. ✨✨✨ Hanggang sa maging libro ang mga paborito n'yong libro magsusulat pa rin ako.

We suffer together.

Love,
WeirdyGurl