When I was younger, there was a nasty rumor that I was a witch.

Now, when nobody believed in it anymore, I wished that rumor never died.

I have just noticed lately that all my very close friends are sort of “exorcising” me.
They keep on telling me that there is still so much goodness left in the world, and there are still alot of nice people around, who want to be with nice people like me ( charing, true friends lang kayo. )

Then, it dawned upon me that the term “benefit of the doubt” didn’t make any sense to me anymore.

I always chose to believe the worst , instead of trusting people because it was the easy way.

Twas easier to be a stone - cold, solid, unchanging, rather than be a human being - vulnerable even with the slightest touch, or the most careless words.

I don’t know, what might be the thing that might exorcise me out of this unnecessary stress in the heart?

God, I need a VACATION.