A friend came to visit more than a month ago.
This friend of mine is among my most beautifuls.
Blessed with a face of that of an angel, she carries in her banner fun and
laughter; a voice that soothes fear, anger and pain and a heart that seem to
not understand hurt, betrayal or danger. But her ability to love beyond love appears to me her greatest gift as
well as her curse ― behind the pretty face is a heart breaking story...
I've know her half my life. I know her struggle,
her pain, her ghost; I saw her truly loved and broke her wings, healed but scarred;
tried to fly again awkward, blind, and uncertain with her direction.
It pains me.
There were so many times I wished to take her loads off her shoulders;
my protective self tells me I’m stronger than her, my protective self tells me
to take her away from the demons of her past, my protective self tells me to
take the lashes and spare her bruised body from it; and once, I
did take it. It tasted acid; bitter, murky, evil, rusty, lethal.
But seeing her again after a short
while that we haven’t seen each other― a change; a new beginning, a stronger
heart was born. Not only once did I shed a tear with her narrating of her
story; but I looked at her and her eyes are dry. She no longer weeps, no longer
weeps for the past.
I am happy that finally the tides are
starting to turn for her. Currently she is anchored safely at the harbour. But
should she sail anew I fervently pray she would never have to encounter a storm
of the same form.
A beaten soul can only endure so
much adversity in a lifetime.
Initially this was supposed to be a
standalone feature story. A written reminder on how to be strong, on who to
look up to when I need to be strong; to inspire me and you my readers who might
be sailing a difficult course. But amidst the pandemonium on the controversial
Cybercrime Law a few days back; this friend of mine is who I have in mind while
educating myself about this new law.
She, like
many of us benefited and enjoyed the freedom in accessing social networking
sites on the internet. But unfortunately for her that same freedom that she
enjoyed was used against her ― a victim of so many forms of violence from the
actual physical, emotional, psychological abuse; to moral defacement and
verbal deprecation, actual public humiliation and cyber malicious derogatory
abuse. She had it all.
Sometimes when I look at her I can’t help to ask myself “how can someone this good allow herself be treated this bad?” But I think to a certain point I understand...I have learned to understand...
Sometimes when I look at her I can’t help to ask myself “how can someone this good allow herself be treated this bad?” But I think to a certain point I understand...I have learned to understand...
Cybercrime Law. I hope for it to hold
more promise to protect the ordinary netizens. I hope for it to be clearer in purpose. And most of all I
hope for it to be able to carry out its purpose and not disappoint. On a personal note while most people are angry about some parts of this law, I
secretly hope for this to be of help to my friend in winning her battle. Self-serving
I know, but from where this is coming I think it’s understandable.
Until then,
let’s carry on...
And to you
my Dearest, like what you told me. From everything you've been through,
nothing is too difficult. Something I learned from you. You’ll carry
through, you always have.=)
Live a Better Life,
Mai =)
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