Blue Evil


โ€œEvery man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.โ€

โ€•ย Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

I was browsing my news feed yesterday, This has been my habit lately starting my day by opening my social media accounts and looking up at what’s new.

I started scrolling my feed since I’m so excited to see my Friend’s status maybe they posted some pictures of them traveling or having a good time with someone else. As I was scrolling, I saw this post shared by a schoolmate. The post contains sadness I could say by his words that he is depressed. Depression is more than just having a low mood, This could affect your physical and mental health that can lead to suicide. This is not a joke I’ve been hearing a lot of cases of people who were defeated by demons inside them. Some are well-known celebrities this just explains that depression chooses no age or status it comes like a thief. I observed that as the days past by this issue becomes rampant, yet the society doesn’t pay so much attention to it.

People who are a victim of depression are those who are having difficulties on expressing their emotion, thoughts, and feelings verbally because they know that it’s better for them to keep it to avoid hearing judgments and hates. So, as a result, the thoughts stay on their minds killing them slowly. Most of them want to stop living to end the pain permanently. By this, I hope people would be mindful or maybe spare a little time to understand why a person especially teens and adults are feeling depressed.

For those people who are experiencing depression/anxiety, I hope they continue to find the reason to live and strong enough to ask for help. Being depressed is not a sign of weakness it is a sign of being healthy when your mind is telling you to give up. We should help those people who we know undergo this problem. Be a good listener, let them speak what they feel, give them bits of advice or you could cheer them up but never judge them.

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Face to Face with “The Brat”

spoiled-bratIt is sometimes easier to head an institute for the study of child guidance than it is to turn one brat into a decent human being.” – Joseph Wood Krutch

I have to admit; I am not fond of kids. I prefer taking good care of dogs because they are adorable and loyal. In my entire life, it’s the first time I have encountered a discreet brat. Discreet in a way that, he chooses when and where to show his color. An idiom, “what you see is what you get,” does not apply. What you see on the screen, it varies when it produces its hard copy. Here are the results of my printed copies:

1. Rude
In the Philippines, the majority of the children are being taught to respect elders no matter what. There’s no excuse for rudeness especially when your rule is just to be the guardian and to report everything that you see and observed. I would rather be the villain if that’s the only way but, what if the behavior is too much to handle?

2. Manipulative
A kid is manipulative when he lies, change a story into fiction just to get what he wants and to escape from things he does not want to happen. Makes his face pitiful and ruins others back. In short, he will play the victim.

3. Bully
A bully kid does not say sorry. He is aggressive and impulsive in what he does. He loves doing wrong things and just laughs after doing it. He can’t entirely apply his being aggressive to me but, he does it ย for his age group. He wants to be the center of attraction and if not, he tantrums. He has this suppressed personality that he can’t show in front of his parents.

4. ย Complains of being bored
Goes home late and make his alibis when in fact there’s a lot to do like cleaning a messy room.

5. He never helps out
Carry all you can, who cares! I am the boss!

What if you encountered a brat today and found out that the parents are a brat as well, what would you do?

Sequel 1: ย Split Personality

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fear of being at home



All week I long for the weekend. I long for the focus, the uninterrupted hours, the break from worldly demands that being at home offers. I long for the chance to do those things that I love to do rather than have to do. But then the weekend comes around and those two precious days slip clean though my fingers. One minute they are there before me, shining with possibility. And the next they are gone, a closed gate behind.

Nearly all of us have domestic longings, though we may call them by other names. We may love to bake or print or simply for a few golden minutes to coax a vine up a lattice. We may love doing these things for their own sake. But not just for their own sake. Activities like these โ€“ as tactile as kneading bread or as incidental as putting a flower inโ€ฆ

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