An Open Letter to All Broken Souls

Hey! How are you? I hope you’re having a good day. So I’m writing this open letter because I just suddenly think that I should. I am spontaneous like that. And so, I’m out here making clicking noises out of my iPhone to tell you what’s on my mind. No worries. This will not be Hannah-ish from Thirteen Reasons Why. Definitely far from that. This will be just an open letter to all broken souls and may I add, to all crazy minds.

Recently, Mental Health Law has been officially signed by the President of the Philippines. Yay! Let’s all howl to the moon. Let’s all show our IDs that we have mental health issues and the benefits we get from it.

I’m sorry. I don’t wanna sound sarcastic but.. well, I guess I can’t help it.

Nowadays, so many children, teenagers, and popular celebrities committed suicide and it is all because of mental health issues. Apparently, it has become commercially used by all social media, maybe to raise awareness but why do I feel like all these are foes to the real problem?

Real people with broken souls and crazy are not out there screaming, “Hey! I’m broken! I need help!” The fuck. Real crazy ones keep all these to themselves. They cry alone in the middle of a hot day thinking how fucked up their life is while watching ants go crazy on Nat Geo Wild.

Real broken souls have frustrations. The real crazy ones keep their thoughts to themselves and do not sell their situation for popularity. You have to know, I am not writing this letter to be effing popular nor to gain attention.

I need real care.

I cannot talk about how I am or how I feel to my close friends because they will never take me seriously. I know. I’ve tried.

I have a boyfriend. I wrote him and tell him what I feel. Why do I have to write letters? Well because we are 10,000 miles apart. How cruel can this world be? I found someone and he became the most important, most beautiful, most powerful person in my life yet I can’t make him stay.

That was a 180-degree turn.

Anyways, go ahead people. Scream to the world about your mental health issues while I continue moping and frustrated about why I can’t be like anyone else.

I wanna travel the world. I wanna see the penguins in Antarctica and New Zealand: I wanna see the aurora. I wanna spend New Year in Copacabana. Why can’t I fucking do all this? I have work, mind you. But I am too weak. Can anyone help me become the person I wish to be? I want to travel and look for my purpose. I wanna be like everyone else working and traveling at the same time. I wanna leave my inhibitions and release myself. Maybe I used to be an eagle in my past life. I wanna fly and move from one place to another. I wanna see the sunrise and the sunset.

I got a broken soul and a crazy mind. Maybe I should start selling that fact so I can afford to travel full-time.

Buy my crazy.

Love,

Shang

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