February Takeaway

February has always been a favorite month of mine since it's my birthday month.

This year, it feels liberating. I thank God to make this year extra by putting that day became the office gathering day, especially the award I got at that occasion. It's like the cherry on top of all the blessings that day.

I really feel extremely loved and celebrated.

I dimmed my light unconsciously after all the gaslights I face. I was questioning myself a lot at the lowest point of my life. Do I deserve to be loved? Will I be okay being single after all those years? Will I be feeling lonely? and other questions that fed my insecurities. I am grateful that I'm surrounded by loving and caring people. From family, high school buddies, college pals, office mates (even the last and current), fellow artists, and friends. My heart is full and I believe everything will come in a full circle, filled with love, hope, and joy. At the end, I am no longer asking if I'm deserved to be loved, I am loved already. Immense love.

P.S. I tried CrossFit and it reveals the other side of me??? It's fun I can say. Can't believe I've committed to 6-months gym subscription and have just sign up for 8 more months 😂 Bravo, Vina! You've just unlocked your wish to join a new community 👍🏻

Wake Up Call

I made it to a therapist.

I couldn't hold my anger so I immediately book one last week. My life was in peace until the truth crushed me down. It costed me my hardly earned tranquility. But everything seemed fall accordingly. The timing, the place, the budget, and the phase, you name it.

I skipped my anger, being aware that hatred is a soul consumer. So I let it go. Furious isn't my favorite feeling. But it was all me, I guess The Good God let me to experience all of this otherwise. I remember the moment I get to know the fact, I was at home, surrounded by my family, my safe place. Can't imagine if It happened when I was alone in Bandung. Then I impulsively decided to book a session with a psychologist, with no budget on my plate. But that day I got some dimes to my bank account just in an enough amount for a 2-hours therapy session. Coincidentally.

The session itself was nice, little cry but more laugh. I laugh for everything that has happened and the fear I face. Overall, It was warm and humbling, getting to know myself even more and helped me to elaborate the emotions within.

Several days after, I still burned over everything. Questioning and trying to understand. But these days I surrender. I prepare my self just to get ready. For everything. To patiently believe in myself. So don't worry, reap what you sow. I poured love. So much love I could give.

P.S. I always talked about a home and a house with a washing machine and refrigerator and why is it so hard to accomplish. In a breathing session, I came to a question. Is it really just all I want? Because it was only a bare minimum. Was my mind blocked to aim higher after years?

Shit happened

Never have I imagined in my life that I'll be involved in a such drama. A betrayal one. The worst one.

After five month of a quiet heartbreak (which still defend you here and there. I know I know it's stupid), finally the rage slipped in. The step that I don't think I need. You make a fool of me. For the things I confronted many times. Finally, I come to the decision to start to see you that low. Congrats, I guess? Because you know hate is a big word for me.

Your decision is disappointing me. Instead of working on yourself, you jump to start over with the old person. The one I know will still get flashed over your high explanations without knowing what's within. I would appreciate better if it was a new fresh start. Something that you haven't done for so long.

I thought we were a match since I guess we are in the same base. But no. You can't bear with me standing equally with you. You want somebody who adore you so much on the surface. Good luck if it was always be your dream.

P.S. I really can't wait for the moment to punch you in the face. I really mean it. I've been spending hours in the gym.