Zone of Solitude
  • Home
  • About Me
  • Social
  • Features
    • Lifestyle
    • Sports Group
      • Category 1
      • Category 2
      • Category 3
      • Category 4
      • Category 5
    • Sub Menu 3
    • Sub Menu 4
  • Contact Me
Pulbusin mo anay ang kulungang kahon. Palayain ako sa aking kahapon.


-Pinaglumaan, Allan Popa-


Those lines from an old poem was echoing in my head as I spent my birthday night doing something radical. As everyone in the house retired from a tiring day and slept, I found myself taking out this thick, heavy photo album from my bookshelf and removed a few pages worth of photos.

The next thing I knew, I was slumped on the floor tearing and shredding the photographs from the first four pages with my bare fingers. I tore them into pieces to the last photo until my fingertips hurt.

Those were photos from the last five years or so. I won't deny it, my birthday is gloomy this year because next to my family's ordeal, I am also going through a rough patch of an irreparable kind.

But this time, rather than dwelling too much on it, I decided to do my part to move on. And part of it was getting rid of those photos to start getting rid of the memories. After all, I no longer see the point of keeping those photographs anymore.

And call it odd but as I tore down those photos, there was no hint of tear, anger or sadness. Unlike in previous times that such chore included tons of drama. I kept the torn photos underneath my bed and burned all of them first thing the next day.  

I don't know but I guess, there's really no use with keeping those anyway. And I hope that move would do me good to move forward and start anew.

Photo: @thegoodquote on Instagram




As of this writing, I just got back to work for two days after taking a vacation. I turned another year older three days ago and given that I rarely take a time off, I took my birthday as my chance to get some time to rest. 


I still reported for work on All Soul's Day through it was technically a holiday. I've been used to being in the office during holidays except on four days: Christmas Day, the last day of the year, New Year's Day and Good Friday, It's been sort of a tradition in our group for a birthday celebrant to feed the constituents of our little baranggay. And here's us before having our lunch of pizza and chicken wings (which was not pictured here). We grabbed the affordable deal from S&R Pizza that day! From folks of 12, we were down to six that day as the others opted to grab the chance of having a holiday leave.



Nothing much really happened on my birthday. I did not plan anything "grand" to celebrate. Instead, it was a low-key celebration on an ordinary day. I simply stayed home the whole day and finished a book that I've intended to read. One of of the main reasons I filed for a leave aside from rest was to catch up on sleep and use the time to help Mama with the errands related to taking care of Papa and his needs. But that doesn't mean forgetting to pray and saying those words of thanks for being granted with another year. After having lunch, I traveled to Taytay, Rizal's St. John the Baptist Parish. Yes, the same church where my parents got married, to say my prayers and pay the place a long-overdue visit.Next to the gratitude for being blessed with another year, I'm just thankful that I still have Papa with us for my birthday -- even if in reality, this might possibly be the last.


The next day, I took another afternoon off to fall in line in the cinema to watch Bohemian Rhapsody which is the 11th movie for my pet project. I've been trying to fulfill my 12 Movies Project for two years. While I wasn't even born during the era where Freddie Mercury and Queen became famous, I grew up loving their songs. I enjoyed the movie likewise. I'd like to believe that I am indeed an old soul.


I returned to the office yesterday refreshed. Unplugging from daily routine even for just a couple of days can have advantages. And just when I thought the shenanigans are over, these guys from my team gave me a small belated celebration in the middle of my busy workday. It's my first time to celebrate my birthday in our new workfloor (we've been here for a month now!) and my seventh birthday in the office with these guys.And being with them somehow lightens up the load -- not just from work but even those personal matters for we treat our little baranggay as a family.

Four days of simple solitude. I did not ask for anything anymore for the traditional birthday wish. I may not have received much birthday greetings from people but I received one from those who truly mattered anyway-- and that is what's important. I guess that's how it really is when one gets old. You just crave for silence and simplicity and you know you're very much fine with that.

Moving on. That's what you do on planes. You share an armrest with someone for a few hours. You exchange stories about your life, an amusing anecdote or two, maybe even a joke. You comment on the weather and remark about the terrible food. You listen to him snore. And then you say goodbye. 

There's a formula for how long it takes to get over someone, that it's half as long as the time you've been together.



-Jennifer E. Smith, The Statistical Probability of Love at First Sight-

As of this writing, I decided to go into another round of indefinite hiatus from social media. I simply wanted to breathe given that my mind and my whole system has had a lot to take in the past few months. Career wise, despite that I'm doing well at work, it appears a little bit different outside of it.

I am trying to stay afloat despite of the situation that my family is having for the past few months. Going through an ordeal the same as ours when you can't do anything is hard. People continue to encourage and tell me to stay strong. I try to, as much as I can, but still, there would be times every now and then that I would just crumble, weep and just break down.

And it's something that I don't show people.

Then there is this other thing that I don't know what to call and how to address either. I decided to deactivate my Facebook account in the hope of clearing out my mind and to stay away from someone -- at least until I feel okay. I know I have been used to helping and assisting people. After all, it has been part of my job as a paralegal to do so. But then, there is this one incident that is causing me to have doubts and uncertainties about being helpful.

I know that it's normal to be asked by someone for help on some things. However, being asked for the same thing habitually is a different story.

And lately, I noticed that I've been doing more of the latter. At first, I felt okay with it. After all, I do know the person who's asking for help and I thought it's necessary to render some aid. However, for quite sometime, I just had this feeling that something doesn't seem to be right with the situation anymore. It came to a point that I am starting to doubt the person 's real motive as to why I kept being tapped to do some things which could be delegated to someone else. Someone who is more available and has the liberty of time to do it. At one point I would be surprised to be delegated with a particular task that I didn't even approve or said yes to. I tried to ask why this person kept on doing so and despite being provided with answers, those to me were not convincing enough.

And for the past few weeks, I started to feel uncertain about helping someone and if there's really a necessity for me to do it. Aaminin ko, na sa ngayon nasa point ako na merong tanong sa utak ko kung normal pa ba ang ginagawa niya o kung nagte-take advantage na ba siya sa kakayahan ko at sa mga bagay na kaya kong gawin.

I feel so shortchanged and to be honest, I am no longer happy about what this person is  doing and how I am being treated. I feel both sad and annoyed because I feel compelled to help and respond to this person's demands; and the things that I am being asked to do is not even part of my job and what I do for a living. I even reached the point that I was looking out and Googling for telltale signs that say that I am being taken advantage of. 

Yes, one of the reasons for me to provide help was out of friendship and because I love this person. As stupid and shitty as this may sound but in my line of work, I have been so used to people wanting to know where they (legally) stand and yet, here I am trying to find out where I emotionally stand in the life of someone else.

Mabuti pa ang trabaho ko, it has given me an identity that's legit and definite. Whereas sa taong ito, my existence is absolutely vague. Para akong tanga dahil sa trabaho ko, nakakasagot ako sa tanong ng ibang tao tungkol sa legal na katayuan nila pero ako mismo, hindi ko alam kung saan at anong estado o lugar ko sa buhay ng ibang tao. At sa puntong ito, naiinis ako at the same time nawawalan ng gana.

Walang kwenta na ang salitang "pagkakaibigan" kung nahahaluan na 'to ng gamitan. Funny but this person once shouted out in a Facebook status na hindi siya user; but looking at the situation this person placed me in, it is very far from what was once blurted out on social media.

Ang totoo, sa kabila ng pananahimik, pikon na pikon na ako. I am at the verge na kung magkakausap man kami ulit, at hingan na naman niya ako ng pabor, magtatanong na ako -- or worst, suggest to this person to make me his girlfriend kung gusto niyang maging available ako sa bawat pabor na hihingin nya. Because I deserve to ask just so this person will know that I don't like and don't deserve to be just someone's educated slave na uutus-utusan at hihingan niya ng pabor ng wala ni isang klarong posisyon kung ano ako talaga sa kanya because I don't believe someone does that to a person and excessively at that-- kahit pa kaibigan o ka-close niya ang taong yun .

Dahil hindi niya ako tauhan at may sarili akong buhay na kailangang intindihin. I am trying to stay afloat in spite of juggling my work, the personal concerns and that of this person's kahit minsan gusto ko nang pabayaan ang sarili kong malunod, But then I can't try to just be in an "afloat" state forever. Nakakapagod na rin na sinusubukan ko to survive habang ang isang ito ay napakamanhid sa pinagdadaanan ng taong pirmi niyang inaasahan ng bagay na para lang naman sa ikabubuti at ikagiginhawa niya.

Thus I decided to slowly and quietly stay away. I decided to deactivate my social media account and delete this person's missed, received calls and messages as well as contact details on my phone.

Ayokong nasasanay siya na palaging available ako at dumating ang punto na nasasanay na akong wala na halos matitirang para naman sa sarili ko. 

I've decided that If I can't have a definite identity on this person, I don't think this person deserves to be included in my priority list either. 

And I don't intend to take this person's phonecalls for help or questions anymore from this point forward. right now, I just want to be in peace. mope, weep, do the things I've neglected because I devoted time to people's unnecessary and unreasonable whims.  I am not getting any younger and I have given a good 11 years of my life only to be put to waste and disregarded by two people -- an ex and now, this person. I guess those 11 years should suffice. I can't tolerate another round of such kind of shit anymore -- not even a recurrence of it.   
The start of "ber"month had kicked in. And while a lot may have started to be ecstatic about it, I'm just writing this post to do a short rundown of how my August went.

1. I became featured in another quarterly magazine.

After months of waiting, the third quarter issue of Family Matters magazine was released online around late August. (I'm still anticipating the arrival of my complimentary copies that are yet to arrive in the mail) . My writer friend Excel interviewed me for this quarter's theme months before and this is my second time to be featured in a magazine (the first being the Millennials and Money issue of MoneySense magazine last year) discussing all about my career and how a day in the life is like. Talk about #TitaHits

2. My parents celebrated their birthdays.


August has been what we consider the most celebrated "birthday" month with around five family members and relatives celebrating their big days just days if not weeks apart (so literal na may linggo-linggong pa- spaghetti si mayor! Hahaha!!). This one was taken during Mama's 66th birthday. Our family have gone through an ordeal a week before but here we are blessed to have celebrated two important events as a complete family.

3. My relatives from Papa's hometown came over for a visit! 


2018 has been a challenging year for us. We found out that Papa has cancer exactly on  Valentine's Day and while that revelation almost shattered our world, we still try to live one day at a time. When he experienced a terrifying ordeal in the first week of August, I believe that it happened for a reason and with a purpose. For that allowed us to interact and be with other family members that we don't get to meet often. 

4. I got to conquer one of my fears.


And speaking of challenges, we have had a lot of that this year -- mostly health wise. Aside from Papa a number of members in the family got sick this month -- me included (though I was the last to be hit by the bug!). I'm a skeptic about "ghost months" but in a way last month proved that it's somewhat real. I've hated needle pricks but it came to a point that I had to experience it. And while this isn't a good photo, I believe it's still worth-including; because getting sick caused me to conquer one of my fears. Thanks to the ER nurse on duty, my encounter with heplock and needles did not end up to be traumatic. 

5. I had my first food park experience.


I've always wanted to visit a food park but I was always battling exhaustion, distance and time constraints so Maginhawa and Katipunan is temporarily out of my list. I've been hearing about this food park that's just a 30-minute jeepney ride (includes the minutes spent in evening traffic) from my hometown so I decided to visit the place during my recent long-weekend break from work. 

6. I finally got one of my dream group photos taken. 


Like what I once said in the caption of this photo posted on my IG and Facebook accounts, I've always wondered how it's like to get the four of us in one photo given that we follow different schedules and have different lives career wise and during that dinner, the said question was answered. Enough said!

7. Got to throw an advance celebration for Jonathan's birthday. 


Going to The Site Food Park is not just to experience the hype of a booming business of food parks. Given that we don't get to see each other often (and because Jonathan's birthday falls on an approaching September weekend, I suggested to his wife that we do up an advance celebration together with our long-overdue bonding session. And throw a simple birthday party, we did!

August may have been a challenging month but I weathered that nonetheless. the first of the four ber months is here. And so here's to hoping that those remaining months will be kinder and probably happier. 


A year after saying yes to the invitation from my friend Excel for a feature story in a finance magazine, I received another message from him asking if he could interview me again. This time, it was for Family Matters, a Catholic magazine published by Don Bosco Press. I’ve known Excel since we were colleagues back when we were still writing for MMLDC Highlights so it’s easy to say yes to his invitation.

Just like the previous appearance that I had for July-September 2017 issue of MoneySense magazine, I was invited by Excel to discuss about my day as a paralegal for the Youth Talk section of Family Matters magazine.


Next to being able to help others with the duties I perform in my career as a paralegal, one of the things that make me happy for having a challenging and interesting job are opportunities like this; because being a subject for feature stories such as this one not only allow me to give readers a sneak peak in my day-to-day life at work but this also gives me the chance to impart knowledge to people (in this case, the youth) as well. 

Family Matters magazine is available at the religious store of St. John Bosco Parish, Antonio Arnaiz  cor. Chino Roces Avenue in Makati. 



There are two personal projects that I have always wanted to try and accomplish myself. First was a 30-Day Photo Challenge and the other is this thing called Gratitude Jar. I was able to hurdle the first task sometime last year (which I will write about in this blog next). The Gratitude Jar project sounded interesting but the plan was pushed aside for a while.

Reviving the said project almost did not happen. At least not until two things happened: First was coming across this note that I found outside the parish one morning during my daily visits on the way to the office.

Grateful people are joyful people.

When I thought that reason was not enough, the second one came during the early part of this year. When we have to go through and face an ordeal which I would describe to be something I never expected we would ever experience as a family.

I decided to give the project a go not really thinking much about it. In my mind, I was asking one thing: How and where can you find something good when a day and situation turn out to be something bad. Yes, I know it sounds pessimistic so I thought I'll go through this project one day at a time. 

I know for some people, they would think of a Gratitude Jar as just a basic fragile container filled with sappy notes. Admittedly, I used to think of the same before; which was a reason why I shelved the idea for quite some time. But as days passed, I just realized it helped me with something -- to form a habit of finding something good and beautiful out of a day -- no matter how simple, complicated, tiring and toxic it might be. This activity also allows me to recall a number of random acts of kindness that were done to me by strangers that I meet. And just thinking about those is enough not just to leave me with a pleasant memory but  with a different kind of happiness as well.

The other thing I learned while doing this personal project is the importance of celebrating each success no matter how big or small it is. My gratitude jar has also become a vessel  of appreciation because I realized I wrote not just memories but milestones as well.

The Gratitude Jar Project will entail daily effort. It's a 365-day activity. I've yet to count the contents of my jar but just seeing it filled with happy, positive memories that I can read through by the end of the year is enough for me to pursue and continue to get going. It might  just be a little personal project but somehow, it gives meaning to the 24 hours each day that I'm blessed to have.


Newer Posts Older Posts Home

MABUHAY!

I'm a 30-something Millennial Tita from the Art Capital of the Philippines and I express what's on my mind (may it be a good experience or otherwise) through writing. Feel free to explore the fragments of my mind which you can find in this blog.
Oh and forget the formalities. You can call me Glaiza!

POPULAR POSTS

  • From Breakup to Breakthrough
  • Two Book A Month Challenge: January Reads
  • Perfect!

Categories

  • PERSONAL 135
  • RANDOM THOUGHTS 127
  • WORKLIFE 86
  • BOOKS 66
  • KDRAMA REVIEW 15

Contact Form

Name

Email *

Message *

Zone of Solitude

Myopic musings on life and everything in between.

Powered by Blogger.

BLOG STATS SAYS...

Blog Archive

  • ▼  2025 (11)
    • ▼  August (2)
      • Back in School, But This Time at the Front
      • In My Element Again Less Than a Year Later
    • ►  July (1)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (2)
    • ►  January (3)
  • ►  2024 (8)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  November (2)
    • ►  September (4)
    • ►  July (1)
  • ►  2023 (8)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  September (2)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (1)
  • ►  2022 (18)
    • ►  December (3)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  September (1)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  June (4)
    • ►  April (1)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (3)
    • ►  January (1)
  • ►  2021 (24)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  November (2)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  August (1)
    • ►  July (2)
    • ►  June (1)
    • ►  May (3)
    • ►  April (4)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (2)
    • ►  January (6)
  • ►  2020 (23)
    • ►  December (5)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  October (3)
    • ►  September (1)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  July (1)
    • ►  June (2)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (2)
    • ►  March (2)
    • ►  January (2)
  • ►  2019 (4)
    • ►  October (2)
    • ►  June (1)
    • ►  February (1)
  • ►  2018 (16)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  November (3)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  September (1)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  July (1)
    • ►  June (1)
    • ►  April (1)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (3)
    • ►  January (1)
  • ►  2017 (28)
    • ►  December (3)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  October (2)
    • ►  September (3)
    • ►  August (3)
    • ►  July (3)
    • ►  June (2)
    • ►  April (5)
    • ►  March (5)
    • ►  February (1)
  • ►  2016 (18)
    • ►  December (2)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  October (2)
    • ►  September (2)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  July (3)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (2)
    • ►  January (2)
  • ►  2015 (14)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  September (3)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  June (1)
    • ►  May (1)
    • ►  April (1)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (4)
  • ►  2014 (20)
    • ►  November (2)
    • ►  July (2)
    • ►  June (2)
    • ►  April (3)
    • ►  March (3)
    • ►  February (4)
    • ►  January (4)
  • ►  2013 (74)
    • ►  December (2)
    • ►  November (4)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  September (6)
    • ►  August (7)
    • ►  July (8)
    • ►  June (4)
    • ►  May (7)
    • ►  April (10)
    • ►  March (7)
    • ►  February (7)
    • ►  January (11)
  • ►  2012 (100)
    • ►  December (16)
    • ►  November (5)
    • ►  October (7)
    • ►  September (6)
    • ►  August (9)
    • ►  July (10)
    • ►  June (5)
    • ►  May (6)
    • ►  April (4)
    • ►  March (5)
    • ►  February (14)
    • ►  January (13)
  • ►  2011 (102)
    • ►  December (12)
    • ►  November (12)
    • ►  October (11)
    • ►  September (12)
    • ►  August (7)
    • ►  July (7)
    • ►  June (5)
    • ►  May (4)
    • ►  April (10)
    • ►  March (7)
    • ►  February (10)
    • ►  January (5)
  • ►  2010 (86)
    • ►  December (8)
    • ►  November (7)
    • ►  October (11)
    • ►  September (7)
    • ►  August (5)
    • ►  July (6)
    • ►  June (7)
    • ►  May (6)
    • ►  April (5)
    • ►  March (7)
    • ►  February (9)
    • ►  January (8)
  • ►  2009 (69)
    • ►  December (7)
    • ►  November (8)
    • ►  October (11)
    • ►  September (5)
    • ►  August (7)
    • ►  July (9)
    • ►  June (6)
    • ►  April (9)
    • ►  March (2)
    • ►  February (1)
    • ►  January (4)
  • ►  2008 (23)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  November (1)
    • ►  October (2)
    • ►  September (2)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  July (3)
    • ►  June (4)
    • ►  May (1)
    • ►  April (2)
    • ►  March (4)
    • ►  February (1)

Advertisement

MY BLOG READING LIST

  • Topaz Horizon
    Unboxing and Review: Eve & Adam bags
  • HeaRty's Haven
    Hello world!
  • Mommy Fleur
    Momma, I See You
  • diane wants to write
    Life Update : When Work No Longer Sustains
  • Wanders of Kim
    Musings about Writing, Personal Life, and Everything in Between
  • Bethgstories
    The author's unexpected journey
  • over cups of coffee
    Today, three years ago, I started this blog
  • The Soshal Network
    Insecurities and Exchange Konsumisyon

MY ENTRIES ARE LICENSED

Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 Philippines License.

GOOGLE SUBSCRIBED? FOLLOW ME

Copyright © Kinsley Theme. Designed by OddThemes