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I never expected someone like you to come into my life and completely change the way I see love. Before you, I convinced myself that love wasn't meant for me anymore. After all the disappointments and heartbreaks, I learned how to guard my heart and expect less from people. Then you came along, and everything changed. You brought back the happiness I thought I had lost. You made me smile on days when I didn't even feel like smiling. Your love gave me comfort, your presence gave me peace, and your heart became the safest place I've ever known. With you, I don't have to pretend to be strong all the time. You make me feel loved, valued, and understood in ways I never imagined possible. You see me at my best and at my worst, yet you still choose me every single day. Salamat sa pagmamahal na totoo, sa pag-aalaga, at sa pagiging bahagi ng buhay ko. Thank you for showing me that love can still be gentle, patient, and real. Every moment with you feels like a blessing. You are m...
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I'm Not Perfect and Neither Are You


I'm Not Perfect and Neither Are You!

Many say that I am a perfectionist. I will admit that it’s half true. I want things to be always perfect. I hate hearing “this is okay”. I always want everything to be at its “best”. For instance, when my husband and I were selecting paint colours for our house, I don’t like just any colour. I selected it in a way that it has the same blend and I rejected some which I felt were not suited to my taste. My aim was to make it unique and that it would last for long time. At work, I don’t like my colleagues to do the job just to complete it. I always want things to be accomplished properly and accordingly, no shortcuts or excuses. If I feel that there is something wrong, I make it a point to highlight it and frankly voice out what I think.

It is not easy trying to be perfect because not everybody is aiming for it, and sometimes it results to misunderstandings. Though my goal is always for everyone’s benefit, some will not appreciate it and even hate and curse me. So what is the point of beating myself up about something to be done perfectly if I can’t control the situation?

When people are perceived as perfectionist, they are always expected to do well and to not make mistakes. But in the real world, no one is perfect and everyone makes mistakes. The cruel reality is, it’s the mistakes that are remembered not the good things that was accomplished. What was done well will be forgotten and over shadowed by the short comings that happened.

Nobody has the right to judge others, but sadly this is human nature. We immediately condemn people without understanding and not trying to find out what really happened. We instantly think the less of them. Are we really that arrogant to react that way? Do we think highly of ourselves and consider ourselves flawless?  So, if we are not perfect, let’s stop acting like one. Let’s stop being judgmental and perhaps be more understanding.

I am not perfect and neither are you! I’m writing this blog not to point a finger to the other people. Instead, I want to highlight on the topic of forgetting about hope, friendship, relationship, the worth and the lives of other human being by spreading words just to say the wrong doings or mistakes of others just to make ourselves look and feel better. For goodness’ sake, stop bullying, stop those negative thoughts and replace them with the positive ones.

It’s difficult to be happy if we carry the load of remembering our past mistakes or mistakes that have been done to us. Just laugh it off and forget about it. If someone annoys you, don’t make the situation so complex where it results to you giving up the relationship and never talking to that person again. People screw up, that’s a fact. But we are also capable to forgive and be forgiven. Life is too short to chase others mistakes. It is always best to be humble and free from distress. What we should always remember is that “I am not perfect and neither are you” so we must not judge. Only the God Almighty can judge us in the end.

not perfect, nobody's perfect






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