05/08/2026
There were signs. I saw them, I just didn't want them to be true.
I told myself I was being hopeful. Giving grace. Choosing to see the good in someone instead of jumping to the worst conclusion. ๐๐๐๐๐ฎ๐ค๐ฃ ๐ก๐๐ฃ๐, ana ko. ๐๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฃ๐.
But somewhere along the way, hopeful became naive. And the thing about choosing not to see something is, it doesn't stop being real just because you looked away from it.
Now I'm here. Not angry the way I thought I'd be. Just quiet. Careful. Doing the math on how much of myself I can safely hand someone next time.
I'm not writing this to point fingers. I think a lot of us have a version of this story, someone we trusted with our eyes wide open, warning signs and all, because we wanted to believe.
Kung naa kay ganahan hatagan ug chance bisan pa sa mga senyales, sayop ba? Pero mas maayo sad jud e-guard sa kasingkasing noh?
Anyone else been there? Chose to see the bright side even when you knew better?