Friday, October 16, 2015

5 of 100 : My Roadmap to Happythankyoumoreplease

OK, so I'll admit it -- I have not completely moved on yet. This just means that there will be more Htymp posts soon! As I'm experiencing first hand that there is really a process in moving on, there are also stages that I have not gone through yet. In which people would say to me, "Whoa! It's been too long! Hugot ka pa din?" I'll expound on this in another post. So while I'm currently on the process of moving on and leaping from one stage of the break-up to another, I am also learning how to let go.

Let go all the anger. Happy memories I can vividly remember - I'm letting it go. Traumatic experiences that still haunts me at times - let it go. Positive traits I treasure and negative traits I tried to understand - LET THEM GO.

Tonight though, I've learned from Harvey Specter where and how to start to let go. It is not by unblocking the person on facebook but by feeling grateful within and to say to that person:

I wanted to thank you.. for almost 3 years.

Then, Coldplay's The Scientist starts playing on the background ..but I still won't go back to the start.

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

4 of 100 : My Roadmap to Happythankyoumoreplease

It's already the wee hours of the night-morning for a post but I just cannot contain the thoughts swimming in my head or my heart right now that I needed to spare a minute or two to jot them down.

I'm certain that writing and talking are both therapeutic. Which is why this one quote from Suits hit home..


Friday, September 11, 2015

3 of 100 : My Roadmap to Happythankyoumoreplease

I unblocked him today. Part of it is because it's my birthday. But not on all social network sites yet. But Facebook is a good start. After all, all the blocking started from there.

I cannot thoroughly explain how I felt the moment I clicked "unblock" earlier. Somehow it has made me feel lighter inside. Breathing feels easier. My mind -- clearer.

It was entirely opposite feelings on the day that I blocked him many months ago. Trust me, I could still remember. I was immensely envy, angry, and sad all at the same time. My mind was filled with negative thoughts and my heart was wrapped by pathetic emotions.

Regardless, smiling was inevitable that time.

Totally not a fan of a picture with a celeb
(despite my wide smile right there). Cheers! :-)

Monday, September 7, 2015

2 of 100 : My Roadmap to Happythankyoumoreplease

Moving on after a break-up has three stages. Or four. Or seven. It depends on the person and the relationship.

I, myself, do not understand what stages I've already been through and what stages are still there that I am missing. With the support of my officemates, they arranged a small house party so I could crossed out an activity which is an essential part of the moving on process -- GET DRUNK!

Several months has already passed since the break-up. I don't think I have anything more to say to let it out. As much as possible, I still keep everything to myself. I just really wanted to get drunk. And so we did.. I did.

Trying my best poker face ala Lady Gaga
That night of brandy and beers was made possible not so I could share the whole story of the break-up to the group nor express any remorse that I'm feeling. The sole purpose of that night was just to have an unforgettable Saturday night. But of course, I couldn't help myself dropping hints of the break-up from time to time due to the amount of alcohol in my system.

During one of my "dropping hints" moments or #hugot moments, my friend's boyfriend asked me, "Who broke up with who? Did you break-up with him?" I nodded. "So why are you the one grieving?"


"..bad things happen for a reason but no wise words is going to stop the bleeding. 'Cause he's moved on while I'm still grieving and when a heart breaks it don't break even."

Thursday, September 3, 2015

1 of 100 : My Roadmap to Happythankyoumoreplease


An adjective that would perfectly describe how I feel whenever I hear updates about him and her.


I had a few experiences in the past where the guy just easily moved on and find a new one. It caused me a lot of bitterness and pain, sure. But those experiences didn't make me prepared for this one, at this time. Even though I kind of saw her coming. Maybe I have trusted his words too much than I should have.


The word I should remind myself. It's not a battle between me and him. Not even a fight of the past or the present. It's only me and myself in the arena now and I choose to win.

Conquering Mt. Marami, Maragondon, Cavite, Philippines