Who am I without him after 8 years?
Honestly, I don’t even recognize myself anymore. We’ve been together since I was 19, now I’m 27. Long long time. He’s in Cebu for work, I’m here in Davao with my family. We talk, sure, but it’s always on his terms — when to call, who I can hang out with, even what I wear when I’m not with him. At first it felt like love, like he cared. Now? It’s suffocating. But here’s the thing — I stayed so long trying to make it work, putting my mom’s advice first, hearing 'kung mahal mo, ipaglaban mo' since I was young. I gave up my job offer in Manila because he said it would ruin us. Gave up a lot. And now, after all that, I’m asking… who am I? What do I even want? I feel lost. Super lost. Like, if I walk away, I’m failing. But if I stay, I disappear. I don’t know how to want something for myself na na. Anybody feel this?