love yourself. embrace life.

empathy.

some days ago, one of my girlfriend made me revisit the emotions of breakup all over. although i have yet to personally hear from her, all the updates within the circle of trust is sufficient to make me see the marked similarities between her current situation and my past encounter. yes its been 7 years or so and while memories do fade, the ache remains and the whole drama seems so part of yesterday. it's somewhat scary, it really is.

at the ripe old age of 24, im seeing the 17-year-old me in my girlfriend.

more often than not, a relationship cannot hold through not because there is no love but because there is no purpose in continuing to love. it's a men's pyschology, it's a men's thing. and once you repeatedly test and exceed the tolerance threshold, men quit.

this sacred boundary cannot go beyond constant or persistent discussion of problems between the parties and where men's nonchalence towards problems as a gesture of giving way is met with women's impeccable capacity to scale down to the core of throw-up issues and harping on it until the "satisfactory" answer is given.

as a result of the different languages Martians and Venetians speak, coming to terms with one another is hard and sustaining love and the process of making love a purposeful and fruitful one even harder. women care too much too many times while men simply bochup most of the time. decipher each other languages and understanding can then be bridged.

girl, breakup is a milestone and like a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon, your new lease of life awaits.

love yourself. embrace life.