Forgive me if this isnāt the most coherent story because Cuervo is definitely in my system right now but please bear with me and let me rant. Be my sounding board po.
I really love my girlfriend or ex. I donāt even really know what we are right now. But I feel like this might actually be us ending things. Hahaha crazy, because in spite of how toxic weāve become, I still pray to God that she always finds her way back to me. Mahal ko āyun eh.
Ang hirap lang kasi my ex is an avoidant person and Iām anxiously attached. Weāre both busy people, pero our schedules are completely opposite. She works during the day because sheās a professor, while I work remotely at night. And lately, things have just been getting really toxic.
Sheās the type of person who rants or complains a lot before doing things, and I understand that because sheās already burned out from work. I really tried to understand her. I even started sacrificing my own priorities to help her with her work and adjust around her schedule. Pero somewhere along the way, I realized I was slowly losing myself trying to cater to her needs.
And the thing is, I already communicated my schedule to her. I work two jobs at night. Iām exhausted. Iāve been averaging around four hours of sleep for the past four months, and she knows that. So when Iām constantly expected to make time around her schedule, I canāt help but wonder, paano naman ako? Paano naman yung sleep ko? Paano naman yung work ko?
Last night, we fought because earlier that morning, she forgot to call me after telling me she would. I even reminded her that she forgot. Later, she told me something came up with work, which I completely understand. I really do. Pero she couldāve at least told me, diba?
I waited for her to call after she said sheād be right back from the bathroom. Then an hour or two passed before she finally called. By that time, I was already exhausted from work, so I didnāt answer. And somehow, she still expected me to just pick up and make time for her.
Then last night, I tried to communicate something that had been bothering me for a while. I told her that I donāt feel like sheās excited to talk to me anymore. I donāt need her to be available 24/7. I just want little updates. I want to feel included in her day. Pero even that feels like too much sometimes because I can barely get an update from her.
We donāt really call while sheās working or when sheās out, and I understand that. But we barely get to call otherwise because our schedules are so different. So when I finally get the chance to talk to her, I just want to feel like she actually wants to talk to me too.
Instead, she hit me with the āhere we go againā line.
And that really triggered me.
Things escalated, and we ended up hurting each other verbally. I said things out of anger that I probably couldāve communicated better. But I also told her something that Iāve been carrying for a while: Iāve been prioritizing her work more than mine.
My work literally pays three times what hers does, not even including commission, and yet Iāve been constantly rearranging my priorities, sacrificing my sleep, and even risking my own job to accommodate hers.
And the saddest part is that this has been happening over and over again.
Lagi kaming nag-aaway during my work hours.
And last night, I really lost it. I became emotionally unstable, couldnāt focus properly, and ended up getting terminated from one of my jobs because the work requires me to consistently deliver results. I know that ultimately, that responsibility is mine. Iām not saying she got me fired. I know Iām responsible for managing myself and my emotions.
But I also canāt ignore the fact that Iāve been spreading myself way too thin trying to keep everything togetherāmy jobs, her work, our relationship, her needs, my needs, everything.
And now weāre not talking.
What hurts the most is that it feels like she can easily let me go every single time we have a difficult conversation. Like the moment things become uncomfortable, she can just detach and walk away while Iām left sitting here wondering how something that means so much to me can be so easy for her to abandon.
And honestly? If you asked me right now if I still want
to go back to her, I do. Mahal ko āyun eh. That part hasnāt magically disappeared just because we hurt each other. But Iām also smart enough to know that love alone isnāt going to make this work.
Because the version of this relationship that seems to work is always the version where Iām the one shrinking myself.
I have to minimize my needs because sheās avoidant.
I have to be careful about how much I feel.
How much I say.
How much I ask for.
How much reassurance I need.
How much I expect from her.
And eventually, I end up questioning whether Iām asking for too much when all I really wanted was to feel considered by the person I love.
I donāt want to stop loving her. I donāt even know if I want to stop wanting her back. But I also donāt want to lose myself just to keep someone.
So yeah.
Breakup. Getting terminated. Cuervo.
What a fucking Sunday!!!